Dahozhoni Meadow At least we loved hard, now didn’t we, baby?

Tierra laughed. Duh. It’s kind of obvious. But her previous bad mood was evaporating, easily shaken with the promise of a shared conversation with someone interesting. This girl had to have secrets. She was the weirdest person Tierra had ever met. In, seriously, the best way possible.

It wasn’t mine either. Ptero was, but that one was a family secret. Or at least, Tierra liked to think it was. It wasn’t like just anyone learned it.

My name before was different too. That’s less of a secret, I just didn’t feel like telling any of them. She tipped her head in the direction of the pack. It was Tierra. Is Tierra, I guess. Just, not right now. Not here, at least.

Anyway, what happened? Besides messing up. How’d you mess up? She really wanted to know where the weirdo came from, at the same time not realizing that she hadn’t actually gotten a name. All the while she led them on a steady progress towards the nearby water.