Whitefish River Who wants to entertain me?

The greyscale girl moved through the territory. It had been a rather uneventful day for her so far and she was keen to make a change to that. Normally she would work on her trade and practice with her mother but today she didn't feel like it. Het body was changing. She was becoming bigger and leaner. She had shed her puppy fat and made her more look like a gangly yearling. Clearly, she was not even that. Wynter was really in that in-between stage of puppy to yearling and it made her feel different.

She went to inspect if anything exciting had happened or if there was someone she hadn't spoken to much yet. Since her mother was also her mentor, she stayed really in her own bubble of Nutmeg and Ira. She wanted to be more social. Perhaps there were other wolves she could learn from as well. She was most definitely certain that that was the case.