Living On The Wind

Aerndis bounded after Thistle as they left the cave, her tail wagging lightly as she followed. She quickly settled down as the younger woman stopped beside a fallen cedar. Everything was fascinating for her and she found herself wishing someone had taken the time to teach her some of this before she was on her own in the world. Aern also felt a sting of jealousy that a wolf so much younger than her had so much knowledge but she buried that feeling and focused on the other's words. Some sort of system could benefit Legion's hunting grounds, especially as she had no idea what state they'd be in or even what sort of territory she'd be hunting in when she finally reconnected with her pack.

"How many symbols are there?"