Sawtooth Spire just what i had in mind

She sincerely doubted this meet-cute was in any way pleasurable for Ainhoa, though Quell didn't argue. Instead, she shot the other she-wolf a slightly sheepish, well-meaning smile. Ainhoa wanted to know her age, which made Q feel a momentary jolt of self-consciousness, which was a rarity for her. She knew she could be immature, though she didn't particularly want to give her brand new pack mates that impression. Q cleared her throat.

"I'll be one in spring," she replied, "and I'm here because my dad's here. He's one of the leaders... the Eisens?" Q shrugged, wondering if mentioning this would further affect Ainhoa's opinion of her. That was an odd thought, though not a displeasing one. She didn't expect special treatment, though now that she'd said it out loud, it felt kind of cool to claim the connection.

"I guess that makes me a princess," she joked in the next breath. If that was the case, she was going to be one of the least ladylike princesses of all time. "Anyway, what're you up to, Ainhoa? I was going to do some exploration if you wanna come with?"