Moonspear You've got all the butterflies tied up inside

Her thoughts strayed today, in a decidedly southeasterly direction. How was her dad doing? Amalia? The kids? She suddenly yearned to see them. She had regained time, in a sense, but lost a lot of it too. A visit was long overdue. Treepie would find Alaric and Tikaani to tell them of her plans. She supposed she ought to let the leaders know too.

She and Kinusi had seen one another in passing, of course, but they hadn’t had a chance to have a proper conversation. Pie could hardly wait to gossip with her about Katmai. Perhaps Kinusi could provide some insights on Kindle, though Tiuttuk told herself not to get ahead of herself. He had a lot of potential as a suitor, though they’d only met once.

She spied her cousin seconds after hearing the pleasant, singsong lilt of her voice. Treepie smiled and hastened toward the other she-wolf, minding her manners as she approached. It was a little bit odd to bow to someone else on this mountain, though wasn’t there some saying about humble pies? The thought made her chuckle under her breath as her yellow eyes danced over her relative’s leggy figure.

Greetings, Kinusi! You’re doing well, I hope?