Firefly Glen [PHE] Skipping stone

Ujurak answered with a nod, Kristjan is our bróðir too. Sadly you will not find him; he is not here with us to hunt.

Ujurak's eyes followed Chani as she moved into the water. It is good to meet you, Chani.

Sapphique. It was by the sea, yes? He shouldn't be surprised to see her by the stream then. Did she miss home? He was starting to feel a bit homesick already. Ujurak always had a soft heart for such things.

Politely, he watched the ivy crowned girl take to the water before quietly wading after her. Making sure to allow her her space. His ears piqued at her following question. Even if he entirely misunderstood it.

Kvarsheim was finding its feet, but they've got a good start. Why not start trading? It seems like many packs do and it allows for good relationships. They needed allies, did Sapphique trade too? His mind traveled to the fox furs from Eivor. He had begun to learn how to make and maintain them thanks to her. What animals did the coastal wolves find for fur? Ujurak found himself becoming excited for the answer.

Ah! We've yet to start trading with our neighboring packs, but it is something I would like to do some day. Do your maman and auntie trade—oh! Oh. Ujurak's paw lifted to knead the space between his eyes. His ears dropped, burning madly. It took several seconds before he could look at her again.

Didyou— You meant "take turns" didn't you? Perhaps they should if the pack was all he could talk about. How embarrassing.