Sleeping Dragon Out of my league

The gray queen put her on the spot and Wildfire blurted again: "Yes." It was the truth and she wasn't much of one for lying. The yearling let out a long, low breath. "Sorry," she added, in case her anxiety was off-putting to Gyda. She could have been embarrassed by it, creating and exacerbating a dreadful cycle, but the Theta opted to make a joke instead. "I just have this weakness for gray wolves with blue eyes." Internally, she winced a bit, though her outward delivery was actually pretty smooth.

Coughing and clearing her throat, Wildfire nodded in agreement with Gyda's assessment, relaxing slightly now that the conversation was rolling somewhat. "I'd like that," she replied before answering the Alpha's questions by saying, "I was born at Redhawk Caldera. I lived there until I was nearly a year old, then spent some time at Moonspear." She swallowed a bit thickly before twitching her lips into an inquisitive smile and asking, "How about you?"