Stone Circle The world's goin' crazy

Her heart was full as they smiled back at her and her silly ramblings. She was glad they didn't mind it. She giggled, slightly surprised as Cebra spoke about her. The wolfess liked her. Her tail wagged a little bit as she continued talking. She was glad she hadn't given up either, and her chest began to fill with hope at the thought of joining them.
Giggling at her brother, she cocked an eyebrow at him as she shot back at him teasingly. Not that bad? Talk about not sleeping last night. Your snore could wake the dead, dear brother. She tried to keep a straight face as she turned back to Cebra. One year. As she watched her nuzzle him, the ache hit her once again. Why couldn't she get rid of it? She tried to clear her brain as the wolfess kept talking, but the nibble of it kept eating at her. 
Her voice was almost a murmur as she spoke, dropping her eyes from their as she looked down. She hoped they wouldn't ask, but she felt the need to at least hint at the reason why she almost gave up. There were...events that took place that almost prevented me from coming back to search for him. Her words were directed at the wolfess, but her thinly veiled pained eyes looked at her brother. Blinking, she shook her head, as if trying to clear the ever lingering thoughts.
She was hesitant as she pricked her ears forward and spoke curiously, trying to keep her voice casual. How...many wolves live here? She would love to live with them, but another wolf might be too many. Looking between them, she turned hers ears towards them, her tail flicking almost nervously.