My Eyes

Naudir's enthusiasm for the question was certainly a credit to the young wolf. All of Katja's children had been remarkably apt towards learning thus far, and Katja was greatly pleased with their aptitudes. "I have heard it called the whistling willows," she answered Naudir's question, though she momentarily set aside the second question in favor of one of her own. It was good to be aware of the various creatures that might be found in each land, but there were other considerations before they even set paw upon it. "Before we step further into these lands, tell me: will we be trespassing, and why?" She cocked her head to the side, gaze intent on her daughter though she kept her ears constantly moving that she might stay aware of dangers.