Sun Mote Copse Now I know that light guided me here

Call me Merel, she said, hazel eyes bright and curious. Waawaashkeshi approached, and Merel did not back away. For this woman, she would offer her true name. Merel the Blackbird.

I've never heard of a name like yours, or your pack's. How did your pack come by that name, Waawaashkeshi? Merel said, repeating the unfamiliar syllables with care. Although she still held some of her easy manner, there was genuine curiosity in her eyes.