Thunder Dome Here our dreams aren't made, they're won

So the girl was seeking to create something of her own – a twinge of jealousy coursed through Capri’s heart for only a moment, and then subsided. She had almost set out to do just that herself.. but something about Taggarik held her where she was.. at least for now. He was handsome, caring.. so what was it that held her from seeking his company more?
 
The answer was only a slap to the face – her own insecurities held her back, and such was not leadership material.
 
Drifting away from her own internal annoyances, her the woman offered a gentle nod. “I see,” she spoke, a small smile flitting across her muzzle, if only briefly. “Our pack is just a hop and a skip from here – so perhaps your scouting should take you a little further,” she suggested, not aiming to insult but to inform. It would do no pack good to be practically on top of one another.
 
“But the mountains go on for quite a stretch – I’m sure your search will find you something.”