Lenae had never been the sort to come up with cunning schemes-after all she was anything but conniving-but even she had to admit that this plan was the cleverest thing she'd ever thought of. It wasn't as though she was being mischievous, or that she was doing this because she expected something in return. She was simply being nice for the sake of it, because there could never be too many smiles in this world.
And if Piety happened to smile at her because of something she had done... well honestly she got a little giddy just thinking about it. She, try as she might, could barely contain her excitement as she bounded up the goats track, gently holding the gift for Piety between her jaws.
Once she had reached the stone peak, Lenae ever so gently laid her gift down on the ground before her and let out a soft woof.
Oh she hoped Piety was about. She was a busy woman, had borders to tend to, caches to fill and a son to look after so it wasn't her fault if she wasn't about. But Lenae couldn't stand to hide her gift away and wait for her return, if she as in fact busy. What if they witted? She could hardly given them to Piety then, it would be an affront! What sort of wolf gave another wilted, dead flowers? A scoundrel, or fiend who was just playing a cruel trick.
That wasn't Leane, or at least that wasn't who she wanted to be. This was supposed to be a good thing, something to make both of them smile, but the more she thought about it the scarier the situation became. What if @Wraith didn't like appreciate the fact that she was giving his mate such an obvious token of affection? What if he thought she was stepping on his toes?
Again, she would never even dream of that, she adored Wraith almost as much as Piety. He'd been the one to first offer her a place here, he'd given her a chance when another man would have shrugged her off as a lost cause. He cared when he didn't have to. He was a good man, she could see that now. So surely he would be okay with this, right?