Moonspear rainbows

Seal corrected her and Treepie felt a flash of—she wasn’t entirely sure what—but the dappled she-wolf didn’t seem bothered so she let it go. Pie shook her head when Seal asked whether Orca had come by.

I’ve never met her, only her lookalike. Is she your litter mate? When were you two born?

Judging by her features, Seal couldn’t have been more than two or three years old. She would’ve been born during Sialuk’s reign, when the village had been so much more than the bare bones it was these days.

Much has changed since you lived here, Tiuttuk said with a tinge of heaviness. You’re welcome to come see for yourself, she added, withdrawing a step and motioning toward the nearby mountainside.

She glanced at the hawk circling overhead before her inquisitive eyes came to rest on Seal’s face, wondering what she would do. Had she only meant to stop by for a few minutes, get the latest news? Or would she want to stay a little longer? The Regent didn’t dare hope that she would want to stay in any permanent capacity, though that question lingered in her dandelion gaze too.