Broken Antler Fen Bye, bye, miss chair model lady. . .

Cinna's eyes widened, mortified, as Lilitu told her that her mother was dead. "I - I'm so sorry," the girl whispered, ears folding back. The other female seemed to not to dwell on it, as she mentioned it would be too much responsibility to run a pack, and Cinna nodded, disconcerted. "I think it'd be cool, but maybe you're right..."

Talk shifted to the upcoming move, and Cinna nodded once more; she didn't love the fen yet, mostly because she just hadn't been here long enough, but it was good to know they wouldn't be moving far. Then, Lilitu spoke, and Cinna started slightly. "Wait! Mountains? No - can we go now?!" Her eyes were wide and round, and her tail waved excitedly.