Moonspear My baby here on Earth

He cracks a smile at the old nickname, though he barely remembers it. It's.. weird. He admits. I like them, they're just so small. When he was younger he had always wanted to be an older brother, but he hadn't expected it to happen like this. He thought he would be older, and he thought it would be on this mountain.

It's not as bad as I thought, though. I was afraid I wouldn't feel anything for them, since there's no blood between us. He pauses, eyeing Treepie for a moment. He probably owes her a few catch-up details while he's here. I was adopted by Raindrop and Valiant Morningside in the Summer.

Then perhaps selfishly, My mom is dead.

It isn't the most graceful way to deliver the news, but it slips out before he can find the sense into it. Treepie is the only wolf he's met in some time that knew Pala, and even though he knows they didn't part on good terms he's curious to know if she'll share his grief. So much for avoiding awkward topics.