King Elk Forest bittersweet

In fact, it was his enthusiasm that brought a smile to the young womans face - for a moment in time, Grace thought again of Esaro - but another name filled her ears: Archer. First came the looks, of course- everyone seemed to think her scars were worth looking at- but he wasn't rude in his gaze, only curious, and as usual Grace let it slide. He was cute, she decided, especially with that goofy smile plastered on his face, and the ink faced girl felt comfortable enough to limp another foot or so closer. Her face was turned slightly to the side -not to hide the fresh gash across her right eye, but to focus better on him. Saena's teeth had damaged her eye just enough for her to be unable to see shapes properly. Everything in that eye was like she'd just opened it for the first time - just much harder. "Just another poor longer looking for a pack." came the joke, and Grace's tail waved behind her, but there was seriousness in her kind, warm voice even if she did joke back a bit. She noted interally with joy that she didn't stutter and tremble as much as she usually did with strange males. 
 
             "I-I'm Grace - L-Luckily for you, I'm from a fledgling pack t-trying to find more m-members. If you think you've got the skills for it, m-maybe I could take you back there.