But in the past three or four installments, there’s been a shift in the story — it seems much more U.K., or even Scotland/Ireland, to be more specific — Top o’ the morning, weighing people by stone instead of pound, we’re well met — definitely regional/cultural.

a-hem.

Er, actually I didn’t find this confusing at all . . . I mean they are wolves, and it seemed quite normal to me that a an adult wolf might feel threatened when running into a stranger’s young pup, kind of the same way a human might feel threatened if they spotted a bear cub in the woods, and suddenly realized they were standing between it and its mother, ha ha.

Litters, maybe, but not big ones.  I figure there has to be some evolutionary cost to all this extra brain power (that would be needed to manage the shape-shifting), the additional parental time required to raise such a child, and the (much) longer life-spans.  There will be more hints on that today.

And thanks for letting me know about the Tangents!  It’s looking like I’ll need to write another one before this weekend. 

and I totally loved the flashbacks! I would enjoy longer tidbits though if you’re going to space them out over six installments.

just wanted to say keep up the good work – I never comment but I’m quite addicted.