Ravensblood Forest talking of michelangelo

Sunspot looked away from her new friend, not quite sure what it was about the idea that made her so uncomfortable. If they were called together, she would gather with them, of course. But she didn't want to be the one pulling them together. She'd been the glue that held her father's pack together long past its prime, and she had no desire to go through that again.

"I think I'll stay out of the limelight," Spot declined, offering Samothes an apologetic glance. She gathered herself and made to take her leave. "If the pack gathers, I will be there. For now, I'm going to do a bit of hunting. It was nice to meet you, Samothes."

She shot him one last, warm look before trotting away, tail swishing idly behind her.