The shower of praise was not yet over, the sublte words of adoration for her and the title she wore on her head made the pale yearling only lift her head higher. She was a vain creature that fed of the praise and admiration of others. Narcissitic you may call it, Cara would simply shrug it off.
"Aren't you a dear!" she exclaimed at last, waving her tail over her back in a joyful yet dominant manner, "Harlyn darlin' if all wolves could be like you my life would be much simpler" she barked, amused at her own cleverness with the wordplay of the female's name.
"Did you already get a tour?" she asked then, tilting her head slightly as she waited for her response. If she hadn't then the Spine Queen would be more than eager to show her the wonders her beloved Queen,Jinx, had once shown her.