"Cella, I would really like it if you came back with me" Oh. That was unexpected. The yearling wasn't sure how to react, as she had never truly considered leaving the Plateau. She let it pass however, for the healers name brought back that familiar swell of anger in the pit of her stomach. Especially when he spoke of whispers. Only Mahle knew the going-ons of Silent Moon. Fantastic. What other secrets was she sharing? Celandine cursed herself once more for letting the medicine wolf leave with her tongue.
"Whatever you've heard, it's a lie." Of course, it wasn't, but the princess had no reason to tell him the truth. It would only make them seem weak. "The Plateau is safe, dear cousin. You shouldn't worry yourself with the mummer's tale." She added the last part in an effort to drive home the fact that Mahle was a good-for-nothing liar. "You are welcome to stay with us for a while if you don't believe me." The offer was there.
Still he continued, spewing childish hopes, causing the yearling to wonder if he lived in the real world or just in his own imagination. " We could even rule together!" That warranted a smile, light and fading, it still graced her features. "Darrah, my place is here."