(Dusty's view)
My sister ran away. My sister left me. My sister is most likely dead. I miss her. My mother says I will be a big brother soon. I cannot wait until I become a hunter. Maybe I will be a Chaser. Mother says Glacierfur will most likely leave or die soon and I will be the next Healer. I hope not.
Glacierfur has left. Mother says I will be the next healer. She says we can't afford to not have a Healer. She says perhaps I can switch between roles.
I have grown and become a Healer. Mother says it is for the best. I can help with hunts though.