Silver Creek Thinking of You

Her sister took up their other language, and Amber was easy to switch tongues. They were both easy for her, though since leaving her birth pack she'd become accustomed to speaking the one almost everyone knew. The brown woman gave a smile that didn't reach her eyes, and it was easy to see that she switched the attention off of her. Amber was a little offended Spring didn't want to talk about what was clearly bothering her, but she couldn't argue: In due time, her little sister would want to talk. 
        "Fatigué , à droite. Je suis bien le règlement , a rencontré certains de mes camarades de meute."
Amber gave a nonchalant shrug with her soft words, but her ocean eyes lit up in the next moment. It was Heston that crossed her mind, and with a giggle the fae couldn't help but tell someone about their day by the river.
                      "Un, en pariculier , a attiré mon attention . Heston , l'un des loups en attente de se joindre . Il est doux , intelligent . Je voudrais mieux le connaître."