Altar of Twilight hey, mama, how's it going?

her nose scrunched up as they went, her pale gaze eyeing him from the side. "ew, seriously?" she asked in mock disgust, but her lips were turned up into an amused smile. "did he at least kill the elk? or is there just an elk walking around with a bare ass?" she asked, tail wagging. no one in Donnelaith had been that exciting, not since Lasher's reign and the days when the whole pack was filled with yearlings-- just about, anyway. Casmir found it was funnier than she did, but his obnoxious laughs earned a few earnest giggles from the theta, who's tail continued to wag.

she nodded then as he brought up Constantine (again) and Eilidh, thinking for a moment. "i haven't seen much of your sister, but Constantine is around, you'd probably catch him at the borders... i don't know what he'll say to you," she said, finding a heads up appropriate-- at least if they were going to be friends. her ears then perked, and she nodded. "yeah, we could hunt," she agreed with a smile. was he hitting on her? she couldn't tell either, she pushed the thought away.