Blackfeather Woods heavy dirty soul

And just like that did the figure of Xan appear, her muscles freezing in it's place. He had ignored her, the worst sign she would possibly think of. But that was the way Xan worked, and perhaps it wasn't all that bad. Either way, she had to know. "Wait," she muttered, approaching him, though she had to remind herself that technically he was an adult now. But from there she did not know what to do. It most certainly awkward, and honestly, she couldn't think of anything to talk about. There had been something, but all previous thoughts had blanked, leaving her to mentally studder as she tried to think of something.

She walked in step with him, surprised how much he had grown since the last time. No doubt he would want to climb the ranks, and at this point she was certain any rank challenge, she would support him in. After All, he had been in the woods longer and had plenty of experiance dealing with wolves of their kind. "How have you been?" She was genuinely interested, and the awkward exchange seemed to fade as she did so. Coming off the bat with "So you're an adult now, congratulations" was due for a less than smooth encounter. No, she wanted to know how he was and didn't care for the small talk that neither even wanted. Pushing everything out into the open was, what was best instead of subtly trying to meet ends.