She thought a bit, trying to decide which story to tell Kodlak. “Ah, gosh. Well, yeah, it was pretty free. My parents had a strict curfew, though. One time, my brother violated it - he was out playing with a tree branch. My mom was so mad when he came home two hours past, and for two days she wouldn’t let him out of the den!” She chuckled, remembering. “I was a troublemaker, too. I remember playing a prank on my father when I was young. The memory is vague, because I wasn’t more than a few months old, but it involved dumping worms on him while he was asleep, I think.” That had been her first time pranking her father, but also the last, because he’d been very wroth. However, many pranks on her siblings and mother had followed as she grew older, and didn’t stop until she was nearly grown. “To be honest, I think my parents were too nice to me. I was a terror, as I’m sure you can imagine.” She sighed, playing with some grass beneath her paw. “But life was typically very dangerous, too. I like that there are no humans in Starfall. In the other world, men killed wolves all the time. We lost friends, and we lost family.”
She tapped at a bone. If Kodlak wished to respond to this, she’d let him. Then she changed the subject. “So. You’re from Hawthorne! I find that pretty interesting. Since, you know, you grew up in Starfall. What’s it like in Hawthorne?”

“No there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do; to make you feel my love.”