Firefly Glen A new phase of life.

Kendra relaxed more when the male admitted to the fact that the rabbit wasn't given to her in pity. That made her feel a bit better. The young girl wondered how this male knew how she was feeling, why wasn't he telling her more about that? Knowing how she felt? Did he lost his mother too? Never knew her. Or was he betrayed and alone? Have siblings that didn't care about him. Her pale eyes studied him, because of those words. She had tortured and hurt others to make them feel her pain, and here now she found a wolf that spoke about knowing her pain. But did he? Had she found someone who was her kin?

"Not as easily if you are slowly dying from the inside," she pointed out with a shrug like it was the most normal thing. But it was clear that the girl believed him on that matter of killing her. She had zero fighting skills. She only had her mental tricks and poisons. The male, Spectre, didn't return the favor in telling a bit about himself. Kendra had not shared much compared to what she had been through. What she told him was only a very shallow scratch in the crater that carved a way through her heart. Her pale eyes looked at him with interest. "No? Is it difficult to fit into the light world?,' she questioned so innocently. There was still a bit of that childish innocence that lingered with her. "How do you know? Did you transition from dark to light?," she asked.