Emberwood you're a dime, plus ninety-nine

Although the mottled shewolf had left the territory soon after joining the pack whose name she could not pronounce, she had still been somewhat disconcerted when her dam had gone on a trip of her own. They had not reconnected in the days since reuniting, and Easy had spent a long night telling herself that was fine, and that they might never and that she must learn not only to live with this, but to embrace it. The truth, after all, was not made more bearable by doubting it.

Still, she had not gotten as far as she had in life by failing to try. So when she caught Bhediya's scent in the territory once more, the young woman hastened to attend her.

"Bhediya?" she greeted as she came upon her elder; for there was something about her dam's countenance that left her a little lost for words.