Sleeping Dragon tell me of you

She had never said this to anyone before, because it was a personal detail that Lucani preferred to replace with questions about other people, but she was a Damp-fur of Weatherside. While this meant little to many, where she came from it meant that she was an excellent swimmer and fisher, having spent her whole life in a riverside pack prone to flooding. She knew some stellar fishing tips, and had no intention of holding them back from someone who wished to know them. Let's arrange a fishing lesson in the near future, if you have time, she suggested with a smile. She'd enjoy that.

But now the conversation had taken a less fishy turn, and though generally articulate she gave an awkward little pause after what Gyda said. For Lucani was a prude, and didn't want to think of the things some males did to some females during breeding season. She'd once tried to picture it as a child, and had come away deciding that it was extremely uncivilised.

I... indeed, she settled on. At your age I too found myself showing no interest in the males coveted by the other young girls.

She'd been more interested in the young girls.