Moonspear when you're dead and gone

Easy has howled for Kindle and Katmai, but I'll leave this open for a few days in case anyone wants to intercept her before they arrive.

Her legs carried her easily to Moonspear, where she was pleased to find the scents of her son and grandson interspersed with many others. Particularly young women — she hoped they would find strong partners among these wolves.

She spent some time familiarizing herself with these scents on the borders, wanting to commit them all to memory, just in case she ran into one in the future. But eventually, before the day could get away from her, she tipped back her head to howl for an audience.