Phoenix Maplewood conjure the wind and ease my mind

Desna was close to becoming five months old, but she looked older. She was really tarting to grow into her adult body. The dark male that scared her rabbit away wasn't one of her favorites right now. But then, the male was smart enough to give her a few compliments. Desna was always a sucker for compliments. Her face softened a bit. "You should," she let out a soft huff in return. Her hazel eyes did lose their glare in it.

She nodded softly, normally she wasn't that good at hunting just yet but she tried to keep her focus more and see the importance of hunting. It would be her food later. She needed to be great at it if she wanted to live and grow older. She understood that now. Desna battered her eyes at him. "Okay, but you will have to do as I say," she let out on a bit of a bossy tone. "I'm Desna. Who are you?," she asked.