Moonspear My baby here on Earth

He wanted to be alone. Treepie nodded, a paw sliding through the snowy grass as she prepared to retreat. But Ludo posed a question. She paused, mulling all that had happened since the day Pala had taken her sons and left. Although her lost memories had since returned, it sometimes took her an extra moment or two to unearth and brush off the details of her past.

It’s not Moonspear anymore. Well, the mountain’s name is the same, though the village dwindled. New wolves—new management, you might say—arrived and built a new one in its place: Dawnspear. Her head canted. We’re still allied with Moonglow, in case…

Would he ever want to visit? She supposed not, now that he had fetched the pelt. Pie wouldn’t blame him, though some part of her wanted to bridge the gap between them. But she knew their common ground—Pala—was riddled with proverbial landmines. She trapped a sigh in her chest.