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Since being accepted into Yuelong, Stag had stuck to Wylla like thistle to fur. He was not the most confident wolf before their shake-up in Sagtannet, and now, saddled with his own self-doubt and the dismaying sight of a gradually unraveling Wylla, Stag was slowly sinking.

He tried to keep his spirits and face up, but he wasn't sure what to make of these changes - most of all, in Wylla. It was not just her slowly worsening demeanor. There was something else about her that had changed, too. Stag was too young to recognize this change as a signal to being sexually receptive -- to the boy, it was just another confusing leaf to a whole bushel of very Confusing Things About Wylla.

He trailed after Wylla today at a distance. He was not in eyesight of her when a wolf approached -- in fact, he wasn't even aware at all of Zane's presence until he thought he heard a murmur in the distance. Compelled to hasten his approach, Stag began to make a beeline after Wylla's scent -- but it would be a while yet before he came upon them.