Sunbeam Lair Howl about that?

When the girl had approached, she'd suspected something to be troubling the male. He'd seemed distant, proceeding to then tamper with the dark art of false emotions. Asterr was the perceptive sort, it was a trait she'd been born with and then made to improve upon as she'd grown, allowing her to see through his farce of a smile. It'd troubled her not because he'd attempted to lie, but because he'd felt the need to do so. It had reflected how she'd neglected him as a member of her tribe, a realization that she felt shock towards upon making. It was true, she'd noticed, that she seemed to unintentionally favour a select few over the majority. Such a biased way of leading was not what she'd wished to be known for, and made a quick note to work towards fixing the situation.

The dragoness' greeting was returned, and to that she offered a soft smile. Then he continued with his words, asking a query that, in truth, she felt herself to not be deserving of while within his company. So, gently, she shook her head as if to dismiss his question. "It is I who should be asking you that," the yearling pointed out. "You do not seem to be yourself." In truth, though, how could she really tell? Hardly any of her time had been spent with Semble, but even still, she felt something to be off. The overall feeling in the air that surrounded them was tense, another thing she wished to remedy. "Are you well?" It was made clear by her tone that she would accept no lies, only the truth.