Playing Doctor

Auntie Gossy! Wylan beamed up at the older and taller wolf at the knowledge of this new name and face. He very much loved his Auntie and Uncles, and Gossy was immediately loved by him. He didn’t really notice the falter as she mentioned her own mother, he was too easily excited and swept up by it. “What about a Wife, Auntie Gossy?” He asked next, or did she not want one of those either? He wasn’t sure if he wanted a husband or a wife, either! Girls didn’t like guts, and boys were smelly.

She gave him a description of the plant they hunted for as they walked. Or rather, as she walked, and he bounded and bounced beside her. As he jumped into the air, he flared his wings and landed lightly on his paws. He obediently sniffed the plant as it was presented to him, and then proceeded to sneeze. “Musky!” He agreed, having no other reference for the word. He immediately shot forward, and stuck out his nose, sniffing at the ground around them.


"Wylan Fatalis"