Dragoncrest Cliffs Romance never goes unpunished

There was no way for Lava to properly explain his feelings. He could never describe the allure of meeting a girl, a pretty girl, who didn't know of all his faults, had never seen him fail, and thought his lack of fierceness to be endearing (at first). He didn't know how tell them all that maybe he wanted to see all those new wolves for himself— that maybe there was a place for him out there that he was missing— but Lava swallowed these thoughts with some difficulty. His place was with Helix, serving Heda and her stead. He didn't need anything else.

So why did he want it?

He could only look on nervously as Blixen deferred to his mother, and an involuntary whine escaped him as he turned his muzzle towards the dark Fleimkepa. "It won't happen again," he said, almost too hushed to mean it. But for all his shortcomings, there was one thing to be said about young Lava: he was not a liar.