She could get used to spending time with others wolves of Glaciem, that was certain; she was an independent girl at heart, but she craved the companionship of others. She had been so weak and helpless for so many months following her birth, and she had grown accustomed to others caring for her. She no longer wanted that, but she did find herself growing excited at the prospect of spending more time with another.
Lysis would walk quietly, enjoying the feel of the cool stone against the delicate pads of her paws. She noted that this would be a perfect place to seek refuge in the heat, when it came -- she had heard that the seasons would change again soon, and the days would grow longer and hotter. "An island!" she repeated with delight, sweet voice laced with amusement. "How exciting." she had never left the borders of Glaciem, and why would she need to? Her father ruled over such a vast territory. "Would you ever want to go back?" Just to visit?" It sounded like quite an adventure, and Lysis was not at all devoid of curiosity.
Kyarst, her half-brother and closest friend, is allowed in any and all of her threads.
