Blacktail Deer Plateau That Little Fallen Angel

He didn't seem to take her compliment lightly, it not being anything of deep thought, but she didn't mind. He did speak his mind, just as he said, and that was simply what he was doing. "Simply a consideration for the future perhaps, an ambition. I was only curious." the girl explained, not wanting to dwell on said topic much longer. She nodded at the large brute, before moving a bit in the direction of her pack. "If I'm to take your words my heart, I must be going home now. I thank you for the discipline." The black fae began to trot back towards Moonlit, a new sense of pride and dignity filled her, and would not be leaving for a while. She was to work beside Malice and keep the pack safe and healthy, and she would do just that. Stopping once, she turned her head to speak again. "Goodbye, Kjalarr, I hope to speak again one day," would the two meet again? She had no idea. But he'd done a good deed for her, so in her mind another occurrence would never be a bad thing.