The Heartwood Stillness

a little bit slow on the talking side, this one is, but she don't mind -- reminds her of her brother and his dull monotone, actually. a grin curls her teeth at the suggestion of living in the burnt forest, stepping lightly on the ashy remains. "oh oh, not at all," she agrees, "but there's always such interestin' company 'round here. i wonder how it burned down to begin with!"

as for her, well. "jus' wanderin'," wb explains, "haven't had much luck with pack stuff lately -- maybe 'cos i don't totally get it, raised by a coyote an' all -- so i figured i'd come back out this way, see if i can find anythin' worth pursuin." cocking her head, she eyes the girl with bright pink gaze. "my name's witchbaby by-the-by, but you can call me wb."