Redtail Rise the teeth of seven thousand men

The proposal had begun as a mere side-note, but had grown to become a mission, and how effortlessly her mind flew to logistics was enough of an indication that this was something that was meant to happen. Ancelin, too, forged ahead without question. It was no longer a matter of if, but a question of when and how. 

She had been glad for Avicus' return, but it had left her feeling unsettled when it should have made things simply feel normal again. Nothing had been the same since she'd disappeared, but life had gone on in her absence, and had changed. Seemingly, when she came back, it could have been the same pack as it had before- but Lilia felt that something had changed. All of a sudden, she felt like the puzzle had changed, and that she no longer truly fit in her place. 

The impulse to leave was opposed by her fondness for her packmates. She wondered idly if any might follow, but she had her doubts, and did not want to see them confirmed. Nor did she want to uproot the pack more, when it had already shrunk over the past few months. 

"I....I want to go." She said, surprised by the impulse which had grown stronger with every moment, like a vine climbing to sunlight. "Talk to Augur firtht, an' let the pack know, but..." She exhaled. "We could go anywhere. An' when it feelth right...We can make that our home." He had wanted her to declare the plans for the both of them, but she wanted his input as well. "What do you think?" After all, she would lean on him, and look to him for all matters as well.