[She's silent for a moment as she thinks that over. Natasha has already given her so much information that she knows will come in handy that she's not sure there's anything particularly important left to ask about. There's a war, but it's being fought outside. There's a place to practice, a book to communicate with, and a way to make sure people she doesn't trust won't see what she writes in said book.
Which leaves her with one major question that has been nagging at her since she woke up, even though it might seem like a silly one.]
Is it really spring? Not just a false one?
[The night wolf could smell the green and things awakening in the ground, but she's not sure how much she can trust those dreams.]
Afternoon
Which leaves her with one major question that has been nagging at her since she woke up, even though it might seem like a silly one.]
Is it really spring? Not just a false one?
[The night wolf could smell the green and things awakening in the ground, but she's not sure how much she can trust those dreams.]