Lost Creek Hollow Meet n' Greet

Ilya

"Gamekeeper," The black fae repeated. She smiled, flattered and flustered, and looked up at him with crystal blue eyes. "Thank you," she murmured, and although she was referring the fish, it could have very easily been in response to his compliment. "I suppose I have been a bit hungry recently- would you care for any?" She asked, dipping her head down to the fish. "I don't mind sharing, and if we're both still hungry I would gladly head out on a hunt," she added, shifting positions and beginning to lower herself into the dusty earth. She ignore the dust that began to line coat her underbelly, the ground was far more comfortable and she was hoping this casualness would keep the male here. He was the only male she had met and she sincerely enjoyed his company, secretly hoping to become better friends with the brute.

"If you don't mind me asking," She began curiously when she had settled comfortable, "How long have you lived here? With the pack, I mean,"