Cedar Sweep baby, you're the highlight of my lowlife

"Age doesn't promise stability," Isley mused, more of a hint of amusement to her voice than anything. Her mother was an adult but Isley wouldn't have trusted Tiva to lead anything no matter how good her intentions might have been. It wasn't to make Aria feel bad or doubt her choices but to offer another perspective. "Still, even with the best of intentions if areas get crowded it can provide even more troubles - it runs the risk of false expectations." Isley could see where things could be too complicated - if one's hunting grounds started to suffer the expectation of shared resources could endanger both. 

To the question she looked over at Palisander. "We don't have a goal, yet, other than finding a place that suits us both." It was hard to imagine just what might be the perfect mesh between both their expectations but she had hope still.