Blackfeather Woods waiting for something or someone to show you the way

It surprised the ghost that there was another who heard the voices whisper, and followed their trail. Not because she deemed herself special necessarily, but mostly because Legs seemed so, well, normal. The ghost wondered how many there were, or if maybe all wolves were able to hear the words but most chose to ignore them. Legs confirmed that the gods didn't speak to everyone, though the spirit considered she may just be saying that because she wanted to feel special, too.

Most whispers she heard were indecipherable, so the question was difficult to answer. "Uh, words." She didn't sound very interested in the words; the pale child did not actually know what any of the words meant, but it was not the words she was most interested in. "Trails to follow that bring Spirit places. Places with... bones, spirit things, god things, big stones." She looked to see if those were the same kind of words that Legs heard, if the gods brought her special places, too.