Dragoncrest Cliffs Yeah she steals like a theif

As soon as she caught sight of the slip of cinnamon approaching her, she straightened up her posture, placing her two paws together and pulling her shoulderblades back and down, elongating her neck. It made her look more elegant, she thought. While she'd been hoping for an audience with the queen of the pack (surely, there had to be a woman in charge) she was instead approached by a boy who might've just been a bit older than her. Taller, more muscular, and he smelled of briny air and earthy sand. He walked with a swagger, and the glint in his golden eyes made her heart flutter a bit. 

The grin he gave her was a bit unrefined- more toothy than what would have been proper, but she wasn't too put off. She extended one foreleg so she could offer him an elegant bow of her head, before she straightened up again. "Thank you fowa meeting with me," She said. She wasn't sure she could pronounce his name, so she didn't try. "I am Li-Li-a, an' I come fwom u-Wedtail u-Wise." She had practiced her name so that she could at least introduce herself now, but the pack's name was much harder to muster. Still, she didn't flinch even when she lisped. "I have come to leawn about yowa pack, if you would be tho kind?" She raised one shoulder and smiled hopefully.