Lost Creek Hollow it's the king's turn

Asking Lagon had been in the back of her mind and she’s only thankful he’d offered it first, leaving a smile on her face that gives her answer away enough. She’d been born in the winter and had her family around her and last winter, she had someone else to help keep her warm. Parents, her sister, friends; the pack had been close and spent a lot of time together but they were small and needed each other. Being new in a pack, she needed to make some friends herself to better acclimate.

“Yes, actually. I think it’s a very good idea. I thought I lost a toe the other day but it was only covered in snow.”

Root laughs a little, backing up a few steps and lowering her front half into a low bow. Her tail waves back and forth over her rump and she eggs him on, laying her head on her paws and the smirk on her face spreading to her eyes. With the living situation (hopefully) settled, she can get on to her other business.

“But, the big question is, is can you protect them?” she teases, taking several steps forward to close the distance, threatening to pounce.