Duskfire Glacier I am 90% crap

She shrugged a little at his question. This was the point she would normally offer some surface-level response just to fulfill the obligation to answer the question, at least with most wolves; not with Sia, though. She felt like she could answer him honestly. I've been...restless, she answered, shrugging once more. She hadn't left the glacier or its bordering lands since they first arrived here. She had been a good leader, making sure they had food and safe borders, but now she needed to do something for herself, and the only thing she wanted was to go on a scouting mission. She wasn't being completely selfish, though; if her mission went well, they could be on their way to an alliance, which benefited everyone.

She glanced at him from the corner of her eye as they walked. How have you been, brother? she asked quietly. And although she didn't come out and ask where he had been, the question was implied. Had she done something to push him away or make him feel like she didn't want him around? She wouldn't be surprised; most didn't really care for her spiky personality, not that she gave a fuck what others thought about her, her family exluded. That was why she worried she maybe spoke her mind one too many times, or questioned him too much. She kept her worries to herself, though, wanting it to be his choice to confide in her and not because he felt compelled to ease her anxiety.