Dragoncrest Cliffs So I guess all these souvenirs are for her health

Even with her own spirits weighted, the sight of her youngest siblings charging toward her served to release some of the tension and lure her into a better mindframe. She couldn't help but smile at the look she was given the moment the kids caught sight of her. It was so easy for them, still. Surrounded by wolves they loved, given everything they needed. They didn't yet know heartache or longing. She wished she could go back to days like that. She wanted to talk to her mother about how she felt, even though in part she wanted to keep all of that to herself, and ignore the fact that she'd let herself catch feelings for someone who couldn't be as available as she needed him to be. But it was absolutely impossible for her to ignore the invitation to play.

For the sake of her siblings, she'd brush her feelings aside, and summon a cheshire grin. So as Quennel bounded toward her, she dropped into a play-bow as an invitation, and waited for him to get almost close enough to leap at her before she bounded sideways. She yipped, and began to bound away, like a deer leaping through tall grass. The pups weren't fast enough yet for a flat-out chase, so the extra exuberance she added to her step helped both slow her down, and make her all the more of a spectacle.