Blackfeather Woods leavin' traces of us down the boulevard

Shivali frowns when the girl tells her no. Her lips twist and she looks away, fighting against the urge to take the answer for what it is and leave, but thankfully her hunger isn’t ravenous enough to do that. Instead, she offers a quiet oh and glances away. There isn’t much she knows about her, other than shared comradery on the borders (and in the war, differently) but she’s learned that does not mean the same for the wolves here.
 
Sometimes Iliksis is hard to get out of her mind.  
 
The woman licks her lips as the silence lingers between them, having never been in this situation. There’s never been anther she’s cared for, let alone been with—pregnant with--and considering he has children with other woman?
 
“Do you have siblings?” she decides to ask, not realizing the girl isn’t as fluent in her native tongue as she initially believes, so she offers a smile and gentle wag of her tail.