Moonspear sing hard for the sunshine

The dark cub had devoted this afternoon to shadowing his mother when she had been the first one (besides his littermate sisters) he spotted lurking near the rendezvous. She had been heading off to nose around in the woods, so he had attempted to join her, but his attention span waned when his questions were met with complicated answers about plant stuff—like names and how different things grew and why. Since it was a lot of information coming at him fast, he swiftly found he wasn't really in the mood for that.

So, looking to be rid of him anyway if he wasn't going to be useful, she tasked Jarilo with delivering flowers instead. She didn't tell him very much about it since he hadn't asked about that, but she'd pointed him down the trail belonging to his older sisters with a small clutch of raspberry leaves and dandelions in tow. He at least knew that much, and assumed, someone at the delivery point would know what Mama was talking about because he sure did not. Stretching out his ever-lengthening stride over the mountain path, he just went galloping where his nose led, eager to do something. 

Since he wasn't the best at telling his identical sisters apart yet, he didn't exactly realize he was honing in on @Lyra most of all, and by extension, the new wolf he had heard his parents mention once or twice maybe, @Rannoch. Scent of such an unknown tickled his nose oddly, even over the freshly-picked plants held tight in his teeth.