Emberwood jonquil

He took it and she relaxed, happy to have the pleasantries handled. She had never needed to worry about ingratiating herself to a new pack or wondering her place in such. She had worried often about her place in the rise, but she had never wondered if she had a place. Not until the end. It was not a feeling she wished to carry with her here.

Redd, she replied, watching the feathers fall. The next words he spoke she did not understand, though her ears pricked to catch them as she thought she misheard. She had never heard words that she did not know.

What does it mean? She asked with a new curiosity. A new insecurity, maybe, as well. She knew little enough of words at times as things stood. She hadn’t realized there was less to know.