Vagabonds

The child seemed quite sure of himself, full of confidence that reminded her of herself at that age. Though, she supposed she would have been more cautious around a stranger even if they were from a familiar pack. Either way she meant him no harm and it wasn’t like she wasn’t used to puppies at this point, so she played along. Maybe he’d learn a thing or two.

She tilted her head as if in thought and nodded, “Your thinking is pretty smart and would make sense. But, there’s a way to be sure.” That way, of course, was a wolf’s most vital asset. The nose. “Take a big sniff of my scent and tell me what you think. Am I from Armada, or not?” With her siblings, Ellery had always encouraged them to find things on their own. She would gently lead them in the right direction or give them a small hint, but she thought it was important to be self-sufficient.