Sunset Valley siúil a rún

thats okay zam, i'm unimpressed with her too
finding out who a new character is is hard

That he knew where she hailed from put her on edge.  The dainty woman puffed herself up as much as she could subconsciously to appear more threatening than she could ever truthfully be, a sharp tone to her voice as she replied, Mirabelle.

Her goldgreen eyes sought his face as she attempted to locate him in some distant memory, but ultimately she failed.  If he had been in any of the wayward packs she'd been traded to, he was not important enough for her to remember.  Sometimes.  I am from everywhere, she supplied again.  Less vaguely, I cannot remember.  I was often traded between packs.  A commodity.