The Floodlands The driving force of nature

In Malice's silence on hunting grounds, the silver woman considered speaking up about the thicket, she herself often hunted there. yet she kept silent, perhaps she would discuss it with Malice at a later date. but at her words about living in peace, Aero almost quirked a brow at her Lady's soft giggle and wording, yet was good at regulating her features. 

"My Lady speaks truly in that respect. It is not war we seek." she agreed softly, smoothly, dipping her muzzle in agreement. though they lived so far she doubted such a thing would very happen. but it would be unwise to be unprepared.