How Far I'll Go

Siobhan laughed, biting her lip when Keetie prompted her for her name. She was still getting used to striking out on her own - to be perfectly honest, she hadn't made very many friends. All the wolves she'd known were back in Lirim, which didn't even exist any more. Her father and some of the pack had headed to Valhalla, but many more had been scattered to the four corners of Boreas. She supposed there was no time to learn about making friends like the present! "Sorry, sorry - I'm Siobhan! I haven't really had to introduce myself much..." she mused, laughing at the absurdity of it. Her laughter echoed against the slick cave walls, returning back to her tenfold. "Before my family split up, I really only spent time with them. Is that weird?" Was it weird to ask strangers if things were weird? Oh well! She moved along at a steady pace, her shoulder occasionally bumping companionably with Lorikeet's. It was a narrow passageway, after all.