Moonspear quaking forest

Her mom inquired about Caracal and Heda, but Seal became sheepish. “Sorry momma,” she says with a chickadee-like laugh, “but I barely talked tae them at all. Grandma just wanted a quick visit.”

Seal enjoyed a lull of silence as she walked beside Meerkat. A background process buffered in her mind. For such a young wolf, she certainly had a lot of thoughts!

“Sialuk’s offered to be my teacher,” she said proudly as her train of thought suddenly changed tracks. “I want tae… learn how to be a medic,” she explained, “and I want tae ken more about the ancestors.”

Though she omitted the fact she had desecrated a grave, Seal felt her mom needed some more context. “Sialuk she… she has a way. I cannae explain it.” Seal’s face twisted as she searched for the right words. “A confidence. A, a, a connection with her path.” A path was something every young wolf pined for. Ray... Towhee Jr... Sable...

Then, she looked at Meerkat. “What do you think ‘bout it?” she asked, wanting her mother’s validation.