Dragoncrest Cliffs just because it's full of spiders doesn't mean it's not a piñata

Furi makes a sound in her throat of consideration, looking away. Part of the boredom is not knowing what she wants to do. If she did, she likely wouldn’t be here. Or she’d have started with it. Maybe. She shrugs inwardly, then rolls one shoulder with indifference. The wolves that hung back close to her age have nothing to do with her, it seems, when she’s used to siblings to keep her company. Now, most of her time is spent alone. ”I’unno,” she mumbles. ”I guess... I don’t really feel like I belong here,” she explains in addition. She wants to talk about her family and Teaghlaigh but she knows she can’t. Instead, she blinks back the frustration building in her eyes and slinks a few steps forward for comfort.