🌱 Snowsprout 🌱

The Past and The Future

"A gift from the stars," Ceiran deemed Snowsprout the moment he entered this world.

No one else in the pack truly shared her extraterrestrial beliefs--something of a side effect of the otherworldly blue that dappled her fur--but, at the same time, no one could argue.

This tiny pup, at the time appearing as nothing more than a ball of the tundra's coldest snow come to life, signified a grand change in the Sunpeak pack. At the time, no one knew what that change would be, but they could all feel it, every one of them, as they gathered around to marvel.

It didn't take long for Snowsprout to show an interest in the art of herbalism. From the moment his eyes opened, as sightless as they may've been, it was clear he held a deeper knowledge of the world around him. He stunned his mother, Honeydrew, with the way he could name flowers by scent alone, despite no one teaching him. Soft but well-spoken, he appeared to know so much more than any young pup should and seemed so in touch with the earth below his paws, that the pack's herbalist quickly took notice.

"Little Sprout," Bright took to calling him, initially as a tease, but slowly, slowly, with a certain fond smile that she allowed no one else to see.

Since she'd entered the pack, Bright had always been something of a loner, adamant that she only cared for herself even while crafting medicine for her adopted family, but this Little Sprout--with his quiet dedication and vast, seemingly ressurected knowledge--brought out something in her heart that she hadn't felt before.

"I'll train you," she told him one day, as he stumbled along after her through the underbrush. She looked back, and the little wolf's unseeing eyes seemed to meet hers for just a moment before he smiled around the stalks of lavender in his mouth.

During the lesson: 🌱 Snowsprout 🌱 did perfectly while he was paired with his best buddy. Things changed when Blake asked him to work with another pup and step out of his comfort zone.

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