"I always wondered if all the packs would be able to find peace amongst themselves." Of course, Lacey knows all too well her wishful thinking is nothing more than that; wishful thinking, still. It never hurt anyone for her to dream of the day when all the five major packs in Yellowstone would be able to live in harmony without war and such. Lacey's sure the peace that would come with it would benefit everyone greatly.

But that would also be a matter of the packs' themselves wanting peace and not the current wars and raids that plague the whole valley. Even Lacey herself has participated in the very same destruction, despite that it'd all been in the name of keeping the Buffalo Meadows' pack safe from further harm from their enemies, she'd killed many wolves, nonetheless.

Those days were, thankfully, past her. As the Buffalo Meadows pack continued to thrive, with prey ever plentiful in the swath of land they've managed to claim for themselves so far, Lacey supposes she would be satisfied for now.

"But that's enough about me, what about you? What seems to trouble you this sunny day?" Lacey would be a plain fool to not notice how antsy you've been these last few minutes. Truly, it'd be adorable if she wasn't worried herself about how troubled you looked.