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Ilya expressed her interest in... well, anything and everything.  Harlyn smiled, willing to appease, but nonetheless thankful when she proceeded to narrow down her direction.  The alpha was happy to tell her anything she wanted to hear, but she didn't want to choose for her if she had something in particular she wanted to learn.

She nodded to confirm that she and Mordecai had founded the Hollow, then paused a moment to formulate an answer to how she liked it.  It might have looked as though she wasn't entirely certain if she liked it at all and was trying to decide how to communicate that.  Really, she was trying to figure out how to express how abundantly happy and overwhelmingly satisfied she was with all that she had built with her mate.

"Being the alpha of this pack..." she replied slowly, a broad smile stretching across her muzzle, "Is everything I ever wanted.  I couldn't be happier with all that we've accomplished."  Harlyn paused for a beat then favored her subordinate with a warm, imploring gaze.  "What are your feeling, though?  You seem to have settled in well, though if there is anything I can do to make you feel more welcome or comfortable, I'd be glad to hear it."