Silverlight Terrace i don't know how you do what you do

"I love it," she responded, almost as if trained to do so. She did love it, she wasn't lying, but lately it'd become eerily foreign to her. It was Casmir's fault, the girl hadn't even realized yet that her only friend in the pack had gone. Perhaps Eilidh would stay, or maybe she'd leave. There was too much changing for a girl who loved to stick to what she knew.

"Stavanger?" Aria repeated, her ears perking. "I know that place- it's actually pretty nice, I usually hunt there. Did your pack move to Moonspear from there?" She asked, her white eyes peering at his face with interest. "Lasher, my Alpha, mentioned the pack moved their from a place called Blacktail Deer Plateu, but I've never been there before," she added, feeling the need to mention that her own pack had moved before. It wouldn't have mattered much, but she felt it was a good addition to their conversation.