Stone Circle The toxicity of our city

She let out a quiet sigh of relief when he gracefully didn't pay any notice to her awkward..ness.  Banner nodded her head, silently agreeing and acknowledging that she, too, had issues with sleep at this ungodly hour and therefore decided to make good use of herself.  Apparently if strange wolves could wander so far into Easthollow without using half a brain to deduce they weren't in Kansas anymore the pack's borders weren't as obvious as they'd imagined.

Baner, she offered in her quiet voice, the beginnings of a smile evident through her dark fur.  Nice to meet you, Mawk.  Hopefully with an usual name like that she wouldn't forget it any time soon.  Do you often have trouble sleeping? she asked, more to make conversation than anything else.  Usually when sleep eluded her it was becuase she wasn't able to quiet her mind long enough to slip into a blissful slumber, so having the opposite problem was.. confusing.  Er, you don't have to answer if that's too personal, she rushed out, suddenly wanting to kick herself.