"Yeah, well, it didn't seem so bad," Tal mumbled. Those eight years really hadn't been unhappy. He'd had his aunt at first, teaching him the route and passing along her wisdom of the trail. And then there had been Boreal, that stubborn, laid-back soul that nestled so close to his own. And there'd been Bella and the other dogs, of course. He was never really alone, not in his heart, and he spent every Deepfrost with his sisters...
But maybe it hadn't had the best effect on his emotional and social growth.
He paused after Delia had moved on, bending down to examine the same tracks that she had, learning from her even as they talked.
Though at her question his scowl returned and he ducked his head, shoulders hunching. "I... I'd rather not say," he muttered, stiffly formal in his embarrassment. "I just... I dunno what to do about it. He went away mad at me an' I... I'm just worried about him, Delia. How did you an' Sah fix things?"
But maybe it hadn't had the best effect on his emotional and social growth.
He paused after Delia had moved on, bending down to examine the same tracks that she had, learning from her even as they talked.
Though at her question his scowl returned and he ducked his head, shoulders hunching. "I... I'd rather not say," he muttered, stiffly formal in his embarrassment. "I just... I dunno what to do about it. He went away mad at me an' I... I'm just worried about him, Delia. How did you an' Sah fix things?"
