Sunset Valley you don't make a deal to become immortal with angels

Yep, this was going the way she thought it would. There was a certain apprehension that crept up in her then, an uncertainty whether or not she wanted to commit to somewhere once again. What it really boiled down to what whether or not she could persist with the life she had been living, and if the loneliness therein was worth it. It had been so far, yet there were times when she wished she had another to share her findings with.

Her ears had splayed themselves momentarily in consideration; they were piqued by the talk of different ways. "Wait, what do you mean different than the others?" To her, packs had always been the same in and out. They were uniformly put together. How could it be any different? Her head canted to the side, as though it would urge Thuringwethil to tell her more.