Redtail Rise buoyant

Drunk on unknown hopes and expectations, Lilia nodded, and uttered a soft growl, pressing against Ancelin once more before she rose to her feet, keen on leading him further into the pack's territory where they might not be bothered by the next wolf that came by on patrol. She ran her shoulder along his side, and tilted her head to press against his flank as she passed, affectionate as a housecat. Before they would go anywhere, she would pause to gaze down upon the gemstone blue seashell once more, coveting it for its beauty and for the promise it had brought her. She smiled greedily, and picked it up with gentle teeth. 

She looked back over her shoulder toward Ancelin again, allowing the seashell to tilt forward slightly, revealing a flash of blue that complimented the fair cerulean of her gaze, inviting him to follow her with a grin.