Phoenix Maplewood Lost in skies of powdered gold

She snorted a giggle in response. Reek's words were flattering and for a second she let herself believe them. That she was interesting outwardly as undeniable, but she didn't find much interesting about herself on the inside. Eventually that was likely to change, since everything did in time, but now she felt ordinary. Drab, even. If she thought about it for more than a second, she would equate their number of followers to just how interesting she was, and would feel discouraged, but she didn't give herself more than a second to think about it. She was busy selecting the trail of the porcupine and heading down it.

She didn't doubt Reek would know what they were going after and would have doubts, but a porcupine was larger than a hare and that was his only criteria. "You sure it isn't 'cause I got you hot and bothered?" she teased him, reminiscing for a moment on that time they'd stolen away to the Emberwood. It had been spontaneous and sudden and she wouldn't have had it any other way.