Golden Glade die with memories, not dreams

She scorned herself for her own indescretions. If only she had answered Jhala thouroughly to begin with. It was not as if she did not wish for her Alphess to know, it was more of a case where she simply forgot. Before answering Jhala's first questions she paused, "I've been walking along the borders quite a bit recently and...err...I found him. He was attempting to take a carcass." She paused once again before adding, "Just inside the borders of the Glade Alphess." She thought back to the questions quickly before nodding absently to herself. Yes those were sufficient answers.

She recognised Jhala's nerves and smiled to her faintly, comfortingly. It was kind of the agutui to make sure she had not offended her companion. "Of course Alphess, thats why I've been over by the borders quite a bit more recently." She nodded to the woman. It was strange, the amount of wolves who continually crossed their borders. Feyre had fought with her fair share of them in the past weeks since joining. She felt a slight heat rise to her face as she recounted her last 'fight', causing her to allow her amber eyes to flutter back to Embry briefly.