While Shepherds Watched their Flocks

Curiosity - and a distinct feeling of boredom. Regardless, it caused Lillianna to answer the call of the woman who scolded all of Abaven's yearlings. She, however, held no grudge against the healer; she was indifferent to the Destruction, not quite viewing her as a packmate. Perhaps, with this, that would change? She would arrive late, being in no hurry to arrive, and would blink in surprise at those gathered. Harmony... Sparrow... and a man who - Oh! That was... Kassander, was it? The Yfir man, the Yfir healer. Oh, she had completely forgotten about him! And she hadn't seen him since that day, either.

Eyes would be drawn from the auburn coated man to the furs spread out around Harmony, and surprise once more would flicker in her eyes. Gratitude would be shown in the near adult's eyes as she nodded her appreciation as she settled on a pelt. She would have been fine in the snow, but regardless she appreciated the gesture.