Moonspear ^______________^

Killdeer looked upon the girl in sympathy as she spoke, nodding solemnly before replying, I know, Pie. It's tough when that happens. I went away from my pack when I was a kid—but I didn't have any brothers or sisters to say goodbye to.

Unfortunately, that was the way of it. Wolves came and went—even the young ones.

There's always a chance they'll come back, though, he went on, trying to infuse a little hope into the conversation. I did. Others have, too. They'll have their adventures and their fun, and then return home.

He sighed briefly, drawing her into a side hug with his foreleg as he continued. Speaking of adventures, Killdeer said, what have you been up to here, kiddo? I know you loved having Bushtit around. Maybe I can convince Gramma Towhee to stay longer next time.