Moonspear Beautiful but fleeting

This woman was totally ignorant of her position, leaving Althaia to explain. She seemed genuinely curiously, and the pale woman took a moment to think on how she would explain the subject. In her brief moment of silence, Harley muttered under his breath a few words that Althaia was just able to catch. She did not heed his words, but she felt a spike of admiration for the male who fiercely defended her honour. He was truly a rarity, was he not.

She looked up at the woman, a tiny smile on her face. "Because I am one. During the famine, I was starving, and a fox caught my attention. It crossed into Moonspear, and I did not heed the border. Long story short, Charon claimed me as his thrall, his slave, and I have served him, and the pack, since." This did not mean she had a horrible life, quite honestly, it was far better then she might have endured as a loner. But that did not mean at all that she intended to stay in this position for any longer than she could.