Bearclaw Valley Desert Wellies

He didn't notice the exchange between Laurel and Nunataq and how strangely it went; Lucas took for granted that every wolf could speak and hear words, just as he assumed every wolf had the ability to dance even if they didn't know how yet. Nunataq seemed to prefer not to, but he had no idea that it was because she didn't understand what was being said to her. It was just her personality as far as he could tell. He still spoke to her plenty, and was still too naive to pick up on the cues that she didn't know what he was saying.

"Yeah, tha's how!" Lucas beamed as his black-masked half-sister joined him in kicking dirt into the hole. His sunny expression swung over to Laurel then—looking for praise, no doubt—as he kicked up the tempo, subtly challenging Nunataq to race him in a dirt-kicking competition.