King Elk Forest (brave as a noun)

She is disappointed in his reaction but does her best not to let it show, the only thing betraying her a little flick of her ears.  She wonders why this boy seems so upset, so sour all the time but decides for now not to push it. 

I.... Yes, I understand.  I have also seen things go.. pretty badly.  To be quite honest I worry for this pack — I worry over everything, but like I said I trust and adore the individuals that have so gracefully decided to be a part of Tindómë.  She dances around her own fresh wounds, what drove her to come to Tindómë's home so early, shifting on her feet as her tail brushes against her hocks.

I appreciate you looking out for us, she chirps, trying to comfort the boy.