Duskfire Glacier I feel like a monster

Tail swiftly decided that it was better for her to ignore the other's current emotional state— not because she wasn't concerned, but because she didn't want to cause the female further embarrassment. Instead, she would do her very best to put the forlorn woman at ease. It was painful to see someone poise themselves so small, as though they were insignificant. It made Tail think of her cowardly sister, and triggered both a sense of pity and anger. The yearling did her best not to let that show, though all she really wanted was to shake the other and tell her to grow a pair.

"Oh, I don't know the name," she instead responded, her black tail sweeping in a friendly wag behind her. "I just remember that there was a pond to the east, and wetlands to the south. I met another female there. I can't remember her name, but she was white and had some dark markings on her eyes and ears." The yearling paused, then continued, "She smelled a bit like you, actually. And she had fleas at the time."