Northstar Vale Let's just hurt tonight

She had met a lot of wolves who weren't very fond of her curiosity and genuine interest that resulted into her talking too much, but it had, ultimately, helped her survive. Without her charisma, she would've been left to die as soon as Zephyr had disappeared. Arturo wouldn't have taken her under wing, Lotte would have despised a rude girl and she'd never have been to the places she had gone to. Often, at the end of one of her conversations, she'd had gotten some out of even the most shy creatures. She wondered then if anyone would use such a gift for a bad cause. She'd never do such a thing, she hoped...

When she was alive? So... she isn't anymur? She questioned carefully, ears draping slightly over the back of her skull. She didn't remember much of her own, biological mother and she'd definitely never learned anything from her like healing or singing or even dancing. 'M sorry... 'Can't say much 'bout mothers, dun't really remember mine. Ya see; 'm adopted. Perhaps that would comfort him in a way he'd want to talk about it. Talking always helped her, so surely it worked with him and Genie and any other wolf she met.

Ya should toads seek her out sum time! She's awesome! She commented to lighten the mood, and though she was putting up some standards up for Genie in this guy's book, she really wasn't lying. Thanks to Genie, she had a place to rest and recover and they had a great time!