Silvertip Mountain Archiving my 'herbs'

Zaria instantly dropped her lip after the growl since aggression wasn't her intention. Chaska seemed to get that. She could be protective, especially over the ones she saw as close to her. She liked his stories. Zaria looked at him for a moment when he told her that she was inspirations for his stories. on the one hand her vain nature liked the fact that she was so amazing that stories could be told about her, but on the other hand she wasn't sure if she liked Chaska to tell stories about her. She didn't want false stories to be old, like the trickster. That would completely reveal that what was to know about her.

"Not sure. One hand yes, one hand no. Good stories. Not false stories," she pointed out. She could totally play the villain but having her new position there wasn't any room to be the villain could she? "I want to hear new stories about me first, then I say if they okay or not," she decided.