Dragoncrest Cliffs Yeah she steals like a theif

Maybe twenty wolves? That was impressive! She felt herself wishing that she had more family with her...But only found herself barely remembering her siblings, and incapable of picturing her mother's face. What Quennell had,  that sibling bond that created trust and reliability, that was something Lilia wanted, but she didn't have family. Not anymore. In their place, she wanted more admirers, more wolves who looked at her and smiled, the way Quennell did, even if his grin was a bit snaggletoothed. 

"It'th beautiful!" She said, straying from his side to whirl in a couple circles, dancing as dried leaves fluttered and fell when she brushed against them. She could see tall evergreens ahead, and above them the gulls circled. She watched them for a moment, and smiled. When she dropped her gaze, she caught sight of something dark in the distance, and she slowed her pace. "What'th that?" She said, gesturing toward the tunnel entrance.