Bearclaw Valley Happy thoughts

Scarlett looked down for a moment feeling a bit flustered, not that she could blush or anything but compliments were still a weird thing for her to experience. While she got over the insecurity that she didn't look like a monster, but that she was actually quite beautiful, compliments were still surreal to her. "Oh thank you. You are too kind. I hope so. At least I will never be like my own mother," Scarlett returned and then let her ears fall back. Only with the thought of her mother she felt nauseous enough to vomit at times. Maybe it were the hormones.

She then smiled a bit sadly. "I didn't have a nice childhood, or even, the first two years of my life weren't that fun to be really honest. My family made me out for a monster with my pure white fur and red eyes. They said I was some sort of demon. Which is probably why I am so nice now, because I never wanted to give them any reason to think that." Secretly Scarlett had a lot of pend up anger about that, but she rarely let that surface. It only happened once or so that she let it all out and it didn't work to her own befit at that time. "Anyways. My pups will never feel anything but loved."