Northstar Vale after many miles

Easy knew the answer right away. They were good boys. Of course they were good. It felt silly to seek her opinion at all, when they were hers, and she couldn't very well answer differently — but she supposed he had been very lucky. She supposed that not every mother or grandmother could be completely and wholly enthralled by each and every creature that came of her singular bloodline.

She shot a small, secretive smile at Disa.

"They're good," she said simply. "They're all of them very good wolves."

Her nose twitched. She could tell a lot from a wolf's scent, but their distant past was not usually one of those things.

"Have you ever had children?" she asked Disa, curious about the young woman. She almost didn't look old enough, but perhaps that was just her size.