Blacktail Deer Plateau this is for the good ol' boys

If wolves could blush, Leifa's cheeks would've turned bright red in that moment. Never before had she heard her father be so... cute? If that was the right word for it. "You do?" she beamed back at him, tail wagging. "Sometimes they can be really annoying though. Did you know, I can hear Baldr snoring even from outside the cave? He's so loud." But, that was siblings for you. As much as they pushed her buttons, she loved them and her family dearly. A warm feeling settled in her stomach to know Rusalka enjoyed it here as much as she did. 

And then a thought hit her. More quietly now, as they made their way further along the borders. "Daddy, would you still like it if I wasn't here?" Perhaps not quite the most eloquent way of wording it, but she was curious nonetheless. Should she explore the valley one day, or the coast, would her father still be happy here? She wasn't sure she could stomach the thought of leaving knowing he would be sad.