Silvertip Mountain Matchmaker

Once Anita figured out that this conversation was going to take a while, she went ahead to sit down before the older male. Maybe Chaska came to her for a reason. Did he know more about this than she thought, including how she was demoted? Oh well, she was past that. 

"He probably said something like...." Anita paused, scrunching up her face with a grumpy demeanor. "Oh, Anita? Good luck talking to her," She knew that her answer didn't really make any sense, but Chaska would have to interpret it for himself. "But he's happy, I can tell." And it was true. Ezekiel had found Valette, and the two got along. "Him and Valette are like to peas in a pod," she smiled.

She wasn't really jealous of Valette, in fact, she felt no feelings of spite towards the friendly female. The she-wolf opened her mouth to speak. "They have this sort of bond, you know? They trust each other," Anita explained, lowering her voice to a whisper. "I haven't even been around them too much, but I guess those are just things I assume. I can smell her scent on him."

She cleared her throat, trying to think of what to say next. "I guess I've never had that before. I've had acquaintances and even good friends, but still..." It almost seemed like what she was describing was friendship, but the female didn't lack that. It was something a step up from that, but she didn't want to discuss it. From Anita's standpoint, she had just brought the conversation up another level, which was admittedly embarrassing.