Silver Edition

His question caught her quiet by surprise,and just like that the distraction of this male was ruined, her ears lay flat back upon her head showing hesitation and a distaste for the direction the conversation was taking. She'd answer if only to find a new way to steer the conversation. She didn't want Gaviil to know she was technically Ragnar's slave and would do anything Ragnar commanded of her. Even if she questioned the motives of it first.

Of course she had duties to Pump; Since Ragnar answered to Pump, without question, so did she, Everyone else in her eyes were just bodies filling the lands Pump owned.

Then again her upbringing had very, very clear hierarchy and none questioned it, nor tried to speak to anyone above or below their station. This intermingling thing these heathen's insisted upon made her feel very equivocal.

Yes we know each other from far outside the ridge, her ears popped forward then realizing she was letting emotion out in her actions. She chuffed, We've know each other far longer then one might want to know him. That was an inside joke and her attempt at humour but she was not about to elaborate either drudging up the past, and her kidnapping was painful.

As they drew close to the Denning area she cut a path to the farthest reaching corner of it toward a rocky outcropping, What about you Gavriil? where do you hail from? what of your life before this ridge? For this she was interested, she wanted to get to know the real wolf behind his bulky facade.

Added pictures of inspiration for what we are building here

The pictures here are as inspiration for her crude stone den. she is built the supporting wall under a slab that will need to be tipped over to creature the roof, if will be much like the first once but her supporting wall is taller so she can go in comfortably