Dragoncrest Cliffs but she got legs up on the dash

Kasatka corrects her and her ears twitch, uncertain what to make of it. It hadn’t been that long since they’d been there and while she knows wolves can leave in a matter of hours—she’s seen it, she’s done it—but somehow she can’t make herself believe it. There’d been a few confusing things coming from the Maplewood wolves anyway but the girl strikes a chord and she nods. Aviana had not mentioned them being migrators but they hadn’t stayed long. Still, Antumbra is curious and she rolls over a number of wolves to send back to the Maplewood to scout for her.

“I like to fish and explore, too,” she says, unable to keep a smile from her face. She glances briefly at Vercingetorix but she does not see disapproval on his face. Has having a family made her soft? Would she have turned this sweet child away because she does not fit in with hardened soldiers? Will she be able to defend herself? She'll worry about that later. There are plenty of wolves to teach her a thing or two and fine tune her strengths. “Welcome to Drageda.”