In her excitement she missed the ruckus from inside the den, so focused on her task of “sneaking” up on her grandmother despite it not exactly going as she had planned. Landing in a pile of limbs at her side a light giggle bubbled up from her lips as her grandmother turned to look down on her. The surprise on the former queen’s face was enough to send her granddaughter into another fit of laughter, especially when followed by her cold nose pressing into her ticklish stomach. As her golden sister drew their grandmothers attention she rolled over to her side, her gray speckled head turning to see the war being waged on Daenerys’ before getting her short legs beneath her and popping back up just as her sister decided to plop down on top of her. With an oomph she fell back to the cool surface of the rock, turning to nip at her sister just as Eldrax came stomping out.

Her violet eyes turned to her brother as he planted himself so firm and serious in front of Daenerys. He always took himself so seriously that it brought a smirk to her small face, debating tackling him were it not for the fact that her sister was still draped atop her. One of her white brows cocked upward at his forward suggestion that they leave the pack lands. All of their short life had been spent in the safe clutch of the mountains, their den one of the highest and probably most inaccessible. Still she couldn’t deny the excitement she felt at the idea of seeing someplace new, the idea of new and exciting places almost hereditary considering who their parents were.

Of course she wasn’t entirely surprised when their grandmother turned down the idea, but the one she suggested in place of it was no less exciting. Scrambling out from beneath her sisters she popped up to lick at Daenerys’ face as she nosed at them before making toward the path that would lead them into the rest of Spirane. With an excited yip she bounded forward, dancing around Daenerys’ large paws. “Yes, lets go! Maybe we can find a bear to chase.” Excitement at the idea of an adventure sparkled in her eyes at the possibilities that the day could bring.

With a spring in her step she set off with their little group, weaving all over the well-traveled path as they went, leaping through the taller patches of grass and bounding all over. At one point she found a small group of spring flowers up ahead, rushing forward she grabbed a few before waiting for the others to catch up, small tail wagging excitedly with the bright blossoms tucked between her sharp teeth. “Are we almost there, grandma?” Even short distances were long to the small girl and she hoped they were getting close to their adventure.