Cosmic Love

Her head lifted at the matron’s interest in her skill and found herself standing straighter with confidence. “I couldn’t make the best spears if I didn’t know how to use them.” She said with a slight smirk then her heart leapt as the older woman told her how welcome her skills would be in the pack. She could hardly believe her good fortune that the first pack she chose would have use for her craft. She could go back to doing what she loved and be valued by others again, this time without the threat of ice wolves encroaching on her home.

“My name is Hestia, it’s a pleasure to meet you Gwenevere.” She said and gave a polite tip of her head.

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