Nimbus Summit Every lie was a beautiful sound.

Honestly, she hadn't expected Lane to invite herself right into her personal space. Something feral sparked within her and her first thought was to bare fangs - to warn, to place a distance between them that'd become comfortable for her. Instead of clacking teeth, however, Wayfarer stiffened at the contact. She flicked her tongue anxiously between her lips, reminding herself of the budding hope she held for change.

Such changes would need to start with her.

Wayfarer listened to what Lane had to say, and lifted her muzzle to look briefly in the direction of the range over which their pack had travelled. She'd trailed far enough from the group to have avoided Mereo's claim, though hadn't found the courage to venture toward the coast by herself. "Through a valley between the mountains," she answered, "it was... fine, I guess." Nothing she felt the need to report on, for she'd simply enjoyed the opportunity for freedom.