Sun Mote Copse hemlock

It felt like a bird had fluttered in Seal’s heart when she spotted the family of four arrive at the Copse’s borders. Excitement filled her as this new page turned… but there was also fear and anxiety. She felt too immature to be known as Esquire to the pack… but Seal had to trust the promise her Grandmother and parents had seen in her. Besides, she wasn’t alone in the role. TJ and Towhee had her back.

“WeLcOmE!” Seal awkwardly squeaked (though she wanted to say it with confience). A sheepish grin. “Ahem- welcome to you all. My name’s Seal Sveijarn-Corten,” she said with a friendly wag of her tail.

Her carob eyes scanned their new pack members. She was immediately intimidated by Reyson’s gigantic and scared frame but tried to put on a brave face. Meadow, on the other hand, had a much more gentle and benign appearance. She was most interested, however, in the two yearlings who trailed behind their parents.