Hushed Willows A Cave Of Mystery and Legend

Grace couldn't tell just how Trick really felt about her. He was a little conflicting, she thought, and the red yearling couldn't help but feel he wasn't being honest with her. As soon as she finished the weeding, she settled into her awkward lay. She faced the black male, her hind legs stretched out to the side. He was very vague about everything, the main reason she was unsure of his words. Even more so, he turned the spotlight on her. Not that she minded.
      "I was born to a father who thought females were objects. Being the only female in the litter, I'm sure you can put together why I'm covered in scars. If NOT, its because they treated me like not just a toy but a training dummy. After they killed my mother and maimed me, Nova found me near death and saved me. She's the one who taught me how to heal." 
She sped through the stories, favoring to stay calm over going into a panic attack. Its not like he wanted to know details.