Blacktail Deer Plateau It's Britney, bitch.

I think we can wrap this up; light PP of @Ibis :)

Oh, really? She hadn't smelled them at all, though maybe they hadn't been in the same part of the plateau, or Lilitu was just noseblind. Attention focused as it was on non-talking toads, head in the clouds, it was entirely possible. And it was very intriguing—and comforting—that there was a friendly wolf here besides her family.

And speaking of—

Lilitu! she heard her mother call, coinciding with Wraen's question. Ugh, sorry, I should probably go, Lilitu said reluctantly, making a face at Wraen, one ear flicking backward in idle acknowledgement. That's my mom. But we lived in the mountains, up there. It was okay. I had some friends.

She cocked her head, questioning. I'll see you again? She assumed so, if they were living here. Then again, big plateau, big world. By the time Lilitu got to exploring again, Wraen and her friends might well be gone.

She wouldn't forget the woman, though. She vowed it, vehemently, as she turned to scamper off toward the summons.