Moonspear run away

Oh, so Treepie didn't know what they were. Haedwig frowned, supposing that it made sense, she hadn't seen much in the way of dogs or beasts since arriving in the Teekon Wilds.

They are canine. She responded, contemplating if she should tell Treepie the old folktales she was subject to. What harm could it do? They walk beside two-legged beasts who hunt wolves. In my birth pack, they said they lost their identity and began to look stranger and stranger through their generations because of it.

They're cursed. Their brains are different, wired to respond and obey. Sometimes they try to return to the wilds, but they carry diseases that bring danger to wolves.

Haedwig snorted, as though dismissing her claims. But we used to tell stories that coyotes were nothing but thieves and pup killers too, now coywolves are around every corner. But coyotes had been untamed, what they did was for survival. Haedwig knew dogs to kill for the pleasure of it. Like I said, I'm probably just old.