Ravensblood Forest The whispered promise

Isley looked up at him, almost debating what he said for a moment. Was she certain? About him, yes. And it scared her. Maybe it was time to tell him about why she was the way she was. Isley considered the question that had been posed to her, thinking of things. "I could handle you, I believe."  she said honestly. She felt confident in that regard. She looked up at Palisander, gaze softening a bit as their eyes met.  "Come with me," She said as she stood, guiding him to the borders. She knew them like the back of her paw but still - every day she marked them to reinforce their borders. 

"My family has healed for generations. We know antidotes, we know how to help and what to do. We know how to hurt, too, how to poison and kill even. My mother Tiva is the reason I know those darker arts." Isley sighed, stepping from him to mark a spot for a moment before joining him again. "My litter was forced upon her and from her came my distrust of males. That brute by the river did not help, but, I feel safe here."  Isley didn't meet his gaze, wondering if he thought her insane or somehow a lesser creatur.