Whitefish River Very scary doll

*hugs Genie*

While it was strange to hear about a pack willing to have their members have visitors, it also seemed rather ridiculous not to allow it. She knew Arturo would at least allow a friend of hers outside the borders or with him at all times. But Chusi though it to be clear she had no bad plans for the Vale; she just liked wolves and had just met a great one that happened to live there. If there was any pack planning to take a peaceful place down it was Blackfeather Woods. Those fuckers... They had ruined so much and it was hard to stay nice to them. If Chusi were ever to encounter one of them, she didn't know what she'd do...

'Prolly not mine either. She smiled, speaking the truth rather than wanting Genie to feel good. 'Don't like 'em muscly, just cuddly. She shrugged lightly, closing her eyes as she grinned. She opened them and frowned, realizing she had not touched her rabbit yet. Strange -usually she was all about food, but it seemed Genie and the Vale had become even better than that. She begun stripping pieces of rabbit and swallowing them not much later.

Ya... Ya goin' back there fur tha night? She asked, not really wanting her to leave. Sleeping alone (even though she had her own den secluded from the others at home) wasn't really her favorite way to spend the night. She also understood it if Genie would rather go home for the night - it wasn't like it was far anyway and she'd come by tomorrow.