Silver Moraine chain hits my chest

Thuringwethil couldn’t stop the smirk that appears on her features but she doesn’t let it linger long. The suspicion is warranted and she didn’t expect the woman to take her up on the offer right away anyway. She can’t admit to herself if it’s the truth or not but the things Magpie can read, can determine for the younger leader, is shine enough to at least push her to pursue a little longer. In the meantime, she shrugs one shoulder and looks away from the loner.

“The same way I can trust you’d actually have talents to offer me,” she tells her with a quirk of her brow. A smirk flutters her features once more. “Think about it. Then come find me.” 

She stands there for a moment, swinging her head back around to look at the dark wolf once more before she turns and returns to her home the way she’d come.