Moonspear I HAVE A FEAR OF HEIGHTS PLZ HALP

Her tail waved once he corrected himself. No hard feelings there; it was just wolf law, which Hydra was eloquent in by nature. Anyhow, I am not attracted to you, she pressed, slipping around him to lead the way, I was only saying, your name, it suits you. Her ears pricked as she peered to him, grinning. Redheads aren't my type, she quipped—just as women were not his. But that fact was good to know, strange though it was. Shall we? Her words were not meant to offend; she was only stating facts, as earnestly as he had.