Moonstone Quarry Clair de lune

Dash's memories flashed through his mind at the name of Phocion's pack. Memories of a nice-enough young wolf, but then being attacked by one that came out of no where. Dash had gotten himself out of the situation, turned and ran, and never looked back. He had never met the nice wolf again, nor one of his pack mates. Dash would have asked about him, but he couldn't remember the boy's name, so he let it go. 

He nodded, confirming Phocion's question. Yup, that's my home, he replied with a smile. It still kind of awed him some moments that he felt comfortable enough to call it home. He would not take that for granted. 

Turning his thoughts back to the wolf in front of him, Dash inquired to his knowledge. Do you know anything about plants and stuff? I was wondering when all of it might grow back. Dash had no idea how long it took the grass and leaves to grow from nothing, but he was very interested in it, seeing as how it would bring their livelihood back.