Lake Rodney Where does a mind like yours wonder

She was from the south. Pie idly wondered what had brought her here, though it seemed too personal a question to ask at this point. They should probably exchange proper introductions first, though before she could initiate that, the unsightly she-wolf asked a pointed question.

The implication was terribly sad as she said, I can only speak for myself, but it’s because most of my family left and my village, it… What was the right word for it? Considering her grief, it felt like a death. It’s gone. She paused. I do think it’s fairly normal for yearlings to disperse, though, in case you prefer to take the more optimistic view.

Of course, she wasn’t feeling optimistic about much of anything. But Tiuttuk didn’t burden the stranger with that. She probably had enough to deal with, considering her looks and her apparent solitude. Pie felt a heaviness in her chest as she studied the unfortunate creature.

What’s your name? I’m Treepie.