Settling down and shuffling a little closer to Cyril in the process, Lenae shot him a winning smile. Weren't things good? This rock wasn't so bad after all.
The conversation quickly turned to the prospect of a pack hunt. Oh, it had been so long since she'd been on one. For a moment she feared whether she would be of any use, after all she was pretty small. But Cheedo didn't let that stop her, she often went off to hunt by herself and more often than not brought something back. If she could do it, then why couldn't Lenae? At least in this instance she would have a pack to help her out and as Piety said, it was important to lead by example. If Cyril was ever going to be a hunter he would have to learn from those who already knew how it was done.
Nodding along-eagerly, no less- Lenae couldn't help but sputter a little when Wraith mentioned her- or rather her sister's-name. Ah yes, they did have such a conversation. His words had caught her unaware and for a moment, rather foolishly, she assumed he'd been talking about the real Everly. The one everyone had seemed to prefer over herself. Before she'd vanished, of course...For all intents and purposes she didn't exist anymore. She was dead like the rest.
"I will do my best! I hope you don't mind Cyril, I'll try and make it fun!"
That probably wasn't the most important fact but...things were easier to remember if you were having a good time, right?
"Thanks for giving me this chance you guys." Oh no. She sniffed, she was getting emotional. Abort , abort.