Emberwood laudtstark

Star's silent daughter had been one of the more privileged Sagtannet wolves alongside her brother.

While everyone walked from the mountains to the woods, the siblings had been carried most of the way. She wasn't happy about it, but she would've  been even more upset if she'd ended up with aching paws. This mode of transportation was the best option, even if it was frustrating and boring.

She wasn't forced to leave her collection behind either. Mother had constructed a small bag for her precious trinkets. Marble would intently stare at anyone who held it and pouted quietly when it was out of view. 

It was a long trek, but the group had finally come to rest in a forest full of odd looking trees. None of them were like the ones in the spire. Marble wanted to study them up close, but Mother placed the girl by her chest. It was time to sleep. Her studies would have to wait until morning.