Kildeer Rest i need a girl like you

no, the girl said. it doesn't count. but saarthal simply grinned in response, perking up considerably when lanawyn laughed; she liked making other people smile, it made her feel good, a bubbly kind of warm and happy. if she was being honest, saarthal craved that feeling — happiness? no, contentment? whatever it was, it was her drug: she chased after it like it was her lifeline. it lit up her otherwise grey world, a splash of colour on a canvas of black and white. but it always left, always faded away into the background, leaving her stunned and hollow and utterly empty, lost in the maze of her self-created chaos.

"only if you protect me if anything happens," saarthal teased, her tone light-hearted and flirtatious but she continued to follow lanawyn, evidently agreeing to venture into the packlands with her. there was a beat of silence, then she glanced over at her companion, a spark of curiousity evident in her gaze. "so..lanawyn, are the the leader..? i mean, my old pack would never have allowed a stranger past its gates, so.." saarthal trailed off and smiled somewhat sheepishly.