She smirks to his first bit of words. There were little memories of her life where she was able to live happily and carefree, to relax and just enjoy life. It seemed like fewer and far between for nearly half her life, if not more, but as she approached her third year, she hoped finally got a change of pace.
Blitz then admitted back then, when they were but youths, he had not been so willing to settle down. Not without trying to find his birth home first. Not without finding his sisters. But now unable to find home and with his teenage eagerness to simmered down over time, he wanted a place to call his own and as he continued, clarified that this home was Willow Ridge. "It took you nearly two years to give in, but I'll take it." Her smirk returns, a chuckle there followed. "I'd love it if you joined us. Come, let me show you inside." She spoke, offering to guide him towards the pack den and out of the brewing storm.
Fade.