Verdant Basin Love on the brain

If there was one thing Emory learned throughout her time using people to her advantages, it was people loved to talk. Especially about themselves. So, a way to gain someones good side was to allow them to just talk. About themselves, other people, it didn't matter. At least the wolfess had the decency to listen when one would ramble on, and she'd use what they said to pry even more, causing them to like her even more. "What was that like?" She questioned, having a facade of interest in her expression.

The coffee flavored wolf opened her mouth again to speak, but seemed to be caught. She choked silently for a moment, her next question bringing her somewhere she hadn't wish to be. "Do you have family?" The slighetest amount of regret could be heard in her tone, though was difficult to the untrained ear.