The Tangle Blame it all on yourself

She felt satisfied that Metis considered her offer. She grinned, blinking her eyes in an affectionate, feline way. "I think you should." She said, with a playful shrug of her shoulder. She could always use an ally; she still felt that the other youths of the pack felt like competition, but if she began bringing new blood to the pack, she might be able to improve her own reputation. Metis seemed like a good bet; she was fierce, but reasonable. Exactly the sort of wolf Lilia wanted to have on her side. 

"Well, I gotta get movin'," She said. She had a long trek ahead of her, if she wanted to complete her scouting mission in a week. Her gaze lingered on Metis for a moment, allured. "Thtop by thometime. I dare ya," She grinned.