Lilith cradled what appeared to the younger pup in her arms; she would try not to coddle him too much so he could return to the forest one day if he so pleased...and if that day came, she would try her very best not to cry.
"We're heading to your camp now, yes?" she asked, Cliver, attempting to match his stride with her short legs. Breakfast sounded absolutely divine right now, and she would need to arrange their reward of wood for helping out with the ice wolf.