Sleepy Fox Hollow icarus

It almost seems too simple to be the right decision, but Antha is coming to realize that all the most important decisions always feel that way once they've finally been made. She nods, feeling a flutter in her chest at "a family of our own." She hadn't expected that, but the single word — our — suddenly makes all the difference in the world. A surge of confidence follows, and she feels foolish for ever having felt inferior to the wolves of Diaspora.
Then I am yours, She tells Annaliese, dipping her head. I'm not sure if Julien will want to follow or make his own way, but I'll speak to him tonight. A pause. When will you leave? And where will we meet next, and where will we go, and, and, and — so many questions to ask, now! She knows she cannot look to Annaliese for all of these answers, not yet, but the words linger at the tip of her tongue anyway.