Phoenix Maplewood Sure to not be Sure

Lunar didn't think of herself as independent, just scraping by her entire life. She had never had someone to take care of her, her mother had managed to have her life spared but no one had ever made sure she had enough to eat or tended to her wounds as a pup. She had learned to take care of herself at a young age and it had helped her as a rogue. Now she was just so used to being on her own that she avoided help in any form or shape.

She didn't argue with him though. He was so thick skulled he often took her words differently than she meant. Esaro needed to rely on people, it had disastrous results if he didn't. Instead she nodded and lay down to wait for him to get done.

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