Freydis couldn't help but cock her own head as she mulled over the mossy wolf's words. Yalwan Wan was new, and the idea that it might grab some mud before they left.. well, that just didn't make any sense to the fae. Mud for.. what? Perhaps she'd meant something.. else? Wait. Nope. The stranger confirmed that the mud would, in fact, be going home with them, but that wasn't what caught Freydis' attention. The creature was.. flirting? She shuddered.
"Ah, no." Why would anyone get lost on purpose? "I try pretty hard not to get lost." Which was the normal way of things, Freydis thought. "But if you want to get lost, you should probably go somewhere you've never been." Coming back in the summer wouldn't do the strange wolf any good if she already knew her way around. ”Speech”’Thought’
