Firefly Glen A new phase of life.

Kendra kept her pale colored eyes on the male curiously so. He seemed morally right and perhaps even taking pity on her. The young female was not sure if she wanted his pity. Kendra licked her chops. She was a bit peculiar in her way of acting. She was thinking that most of the world was out to get her because she was from a dark place. A dark place she didn't want to belong anymore. "I don't need your pity," she pointed out instantly and scowled lightly at him.

However she was grateful for the meal. If she would stick around would be provide more food for her? "I could easily kill you," she stated with quite a monotone like voice. She was very serious, one that would be taken seriously too. She was liked to think she was close to being a toxicologist. She cleared her throat, glancing at the male named Spectre. "Names can be fabricated, you being called that way doesn't tell me anything about you," she pointed out casually.

Instead of a thank you she was going to give him more than just a substantial name. "I was born in the dark forest. But most of my family died, except my father, he left the pack without me. I didn't feel like staying in the end. Perhaps see if I fit in the light world," she shrugged. "The light world is different," she admitted, glad to be in the dark. The light often hurt her pale eyes.