Jenny put some thought into her answer before it peeped out as "Sellwin!" Ahhh. Lyanna reasoned that her inference had been a lucky guess. But now what? Which Selwyn did Jenny belong to? Were they relatives of Askan's known or unknown? Her sense of responsibility deepened then, seeing as she officially couldn't let anything happen to her tiny friend, and she faced the fact that if no one came to collect Jenny, she'd need to be the one to bring her home - sooner than later. Which, in all honesty, she wasn't really up to despite that she'd was nearly all healed up. The last thing she needed was another run-in with another disgruntled stranger, or to be discovered by coyotes or anything else of the sort.

Still, she would try her best to do the right thing, one way or another.

"I see. Selwyn sounds like a name to be proud of." She thought of mentioning that she knew a Selwyn, too, but chances were that Jenny was likely too young to have much of an appreciation for that as she seemed intent on enjoying her escape. The cub hadn't answered her question about where her own home was. From her friendship with Daesamar, Lyanna knew the scent they shared was of a pack on the mountain, but she had no idea where it was located. If nothing else, perhaps Jenny would remember the way she'd came? Or Lyanna would be spending more time away from the Edge than she wanted to, searching.

"Well, what adventures do you suppose we have in store for us now, little bird?" she offered with a hint of excitement in her lighthearted tone.

Tag was Jenny's proposal, and it was a good one, she supposed. Having healed well and generally experiencing little pain from her skirmish, Lyanna felt like she could keep up with the energetic pup. Hopefully, anyway. "Hmmm," she pretended to contemplate for a moment.

She smiled mischievously at her newest, tiny friend before reaching out to touch Jenny's chest with the tip of her nose before bouncing up to her feet. "You're it!" she exclaimed, turning on her heels to bound off like a deer leaping through a meadow of tall grass. Her tail waved playfully behind her as she looked over her shoulder to make sure she wasn't going too far - she didn't want to wear the kid out, especially after her impressive solitary descent down the mountain. Wheeling around to stretch her forelegs out before her with her rear end up in the air, a fun-filled giggle escaped her as she prepared to be intercepted by the vivacious Selwyn girl.

In the midst of enjoying her time playing with Jenny, Lyanna had forgotten for a moment that the pup was overdue in being discovered missing by someone from her pack up on the mountain. Before the little Selwyn could even get a round of her tag in, a tawny woman had lumbered her way down the mountainside and right over to the scene of lighthearted shenanigans. She resigned from her playful stance to stand neutrally in attention as their new arrival drew near. "What's going on here?" she'd questioned, rightfully so.

Before Lyanna could address her, Jenny beat her to the punch. The girl laid it on thick, regarding her pack mate with those big, pretty yellow eyes before inviting her to play, too. She was a smart thing, wasn't she, honing her manipulatory skills already? And doing an adorable job with it to boot.

She cleared her throat softly before addressing the wolf. "It seems that Jenny here had managed to find herself far from home - an accident, from what I've gathered," she added in defense of her new friend. It wasn't like Jenny was up to no good, or so she preferred to look at the situation. "We've been playing to pass the time," she smiled warmly at her tiny dark counterpart for a moment, her eyes returning to the dutiful woman who'd no doubt come to collect her. "I'm Lyanna of Shallow's Edge," she offered some information as a gesture of good faith, "led by Askan Selwyn and his mate."

Perhaps it would do she and Jenny some good if the Tarn wolf was aware of her loyalty to a Selwyn (or the Selwyn, as far as Lyanna was concerned). She obviously had only good intentions by the girl, a relative of her Leader though she didn't know in what way.

Unfortunately, Jenny's air of charm didn't quite seem to work on the woman who'd tracked her down. But to Lyanna's relief, the woman was warm and kind to both she and the little spitfire of a child as she looked her over in a motherly sort of way before introducing herself.

"Indeed they will. It's nice to meet you as well, Cheedo, and no thanks needed - I would have done the same for any pup, given the situation." She regarded the lady with a polite smile. "That's quite alright - our Leaders rarely come this way unless need be, I believe. I'm rather unfamiliar with your pack, Clearwater Tarn. Though I have a friend who I believe belongs to you all - Daesamar?" It was certainly possible that there wasn't any relation there, but she thought she'd recognized the scent Jenny and Cheedo carried.

To her surprise and delight, it seemed as though she'd get a little more time to spend playing with Jenny before the pair headed back up the mountain. She watched contently as the pup ambled over to Cheedo like the little bundle of lightning that she was, gleefully 'tagging' her before taking off up the bank of the stream.