Otter Creek I'm a fine-tuned, supersonic, speed machine.

Her yellow gaze lifted to meet his green one and she couldn't help but smile again. That was a very kind offer; one she would remember in the future should she ever find herself in a bind. "Thanks, Siarut," she said softly, the gratitude heavy in her voice. She moved forward to put her face in his neck, breathing his scent in and committing it to memory. 

She was pretty happy with her life now, but knew she would one day crave the stability of a pack and a family again. "Dammit, this sucks," she said into his fur. "I'm happy for you, but it still sucks," she added with a sad chuckle. She would have to wander for a while after this to ease her disappointment; every step hopefully driving away the feeling of loss.