Don't you dare look out your window, darling, everything's on fire

A pack was quickly becoming a necessity, even in the wake of her daughter's disappearance. She had survived the past winter, but she wasn’t certain she’d find herself as lucky again… even with Lillia’s invaluable help. Though she found she could not communicate such things with even Lillia, though their communication remained much improved from when they had first met. Still, as she lingered near a border, she offered her companion a nudge as she motioned towards it once more, looking to Lillia.

With any hope? Lillia would be able to decipher her words and make the call, acting as her translator of intention. She motioned once more to Lillia… it was broken, perhaps more abstract, and yet there was much to still be determined. There would be little hope of finding Reverie if they starved to death during the winter... they had lost her scent as well, making finding her at all a difficult task.

Her tail thumped up and down, wondering if perhaps they ought to have brought a rabbit. She’d smelled a warren not far off, but she’d never done the whole ‘pack’ thing, so the idea of knowing what to do… left much to be desired. But Lillia had come from a pack, so surely she would know and be able to help?

Don't you dare look out your window, darling, everything's on fire

Her chest ached lightly as Lillia called for the leaders, though she was glad that her friend had understood what she had meant when she had offered her nudge. There was a sense of relaxed peace that followed, her eyes averting to the ground lightly when the man arrived. Soph offered a light dip of her head in greeting. She tucked her tail lightly. Though she’d never been in a pack herself, Natalia had made sure she’d been taught manners when approaching a pack, in order to avoid getting in trouble – especially given her nature of not speaking.

Only after she had felt she’d shown proper reverence did she cast Lillia a gaze, waiting for her to speak and explain their situation to the man before them. She wondered if perhaps Reverie would find her way back to them if they stayed put… moving around presented all of the opportunity that she might pass by her daughter like a ship in the night for the rest of her life, or die before she was ever reunited.

Her shoulders rolled back, attempting more of a deeper bow, uncertain now as the anxiety bubbled as to whether or not she had bowed enough or shown enough respect to the man in front of them.

Don't you dare look out your window, darling, everything's on fire

She could do nothing but let her partner explain, and look pleadingly towards the man. She had no idea whether or not he would even understand the look in her eyes, or what she was trying to convey. She had to dramatize everything to sell the point where her words lacked. She had done it more than once.

Of course. There was a wave of relief that coursed through her, offering a gentle and warm nuzzle to Lillia’s shoulder. They would be okay, and they would be able to find Reverie. She’d do whatever it took to help provide for the pack that took them in while they pursued their quest. And afterwards? Reverie would find a home here too… to grow up, presumably around other children if the pack had them.

Her tail wagged from side to side, a look of relief and gratitude upon her maw that at least Lillia would recognize. And she would move forward, following Eros to meet whomever he wanted them to meet. Whatever they asked of her.