King Elk Forest Lose the Feeling

Queenie scoffed and rolled her eyes, turning back to hiss, I said it's yours, then, in a softer tone, I don't want it, lady. After realizing that she was speaking to one of her elders, Queenie settled her ears back and looked down at her paws, It's...I'm Stephanie, ma'am. It had been months since she'd last introduced herself as something other than Queenie; her own name felt foreign on her tongue. 

I didn't actually want it. I just -- it's yours.