A pleasant note sounded in her throat as Stardust mused about names. When the taller woman turned back to her, mirth playing across her face, Juniper couldn't help but return her smile. Well, should you ever have a child, I'll be thrilled to learn what you name them.

I've heard stories of creatures speaking with wolves, but never met one I could speak with myself. A slight frown pulled at their lips. Was Stardust visit by spirits in her sleep? The dark cloaked woman continued on in her chatter, before Juniper could ask further about her dreams, they found themself gasping.

Wasn't a wolf?! Their brow furrowed, Juniper looked down at their feet. With a hrmmmm, they glanced back to Stardust. I thought it was strange enough that this world stole us... but it can change us, too?

Juniper's voice trailed away, ears splaying. This was a troubling world. It stole those even as they're awake and there were plagued lands and water. You mentioned hearing a voice in your dream. Does that happen a lot? Does that voice tell you about this land's history?