Moonsong Glacier Black ice.

-i know,- jr signs with a heavy sigh. life wasn't fair, wolves made selfish decisions ( jr herself was no exception ) and sometimes they hurt others. -it seems like such a waste. to build this and just abandon it.- her frown deepens.

she didn't know the first thing about leading, was sure she would never know because her disabilities did not make her a prime candidate for much.

-i didn't,- jr admits, giving a considering tilt of her head. she wasn't opposed to the idea, truth be told. her paws are still for a moment, conveying silence that a speaking wolf would have during a long pause. -what if we made our own pack?!- it was an impulse idea, a spur of the moment; brought on by her own unhappiness currently and the information that her mother didn't intend to stay in moontide.

it was crazy and she wouldn't be heartbroken if her mother steered her away from the idea, but part of jr was curious as to what her mother would say all the same.