Sleeping Dragon Peridot

"You appreciate everything less in the dead of winter," she agrees, "I prefer the green-- more plant life," she adds, eyes glinting with amusement. He asks of her old home and she hesitates before she answers. Not to be sly or guilty, she simply can't remember where she lived last. "Well," she begins slowly, looking up in a manner of thought. "I was born far away-- a pack called Broken Valley, I learned some basics back there-- just enough to get me on my feet safely. Everything else I picked up along the way," she tells him with a soft smile. "Wolves are rather friendly, if you know how to talk to 'em," she adds, her tail flicking.