Blackbeak Bluff if you wanna break these walls down, you're gonna get bruised

Tine would never have admitted it, but there was something ever-so-slightly endearing about the way he agreed so readily, as she had come to expect from him. She responded to the further contact he initiated with enthusiasm, daring to lick his cheek a couple times as she pressed herself against him.
The shadow contemplated the answer to his question. Not here. I don't have a name for where I was born, but I was raised among my family. The Messedas. She wasn't sure why she had given him her last name, when she still held the lingering unwillingness for him to know her full first name.
But she was proud of her family name-- and she hoped that, in time, all would recognize it.
My brother is here, in these lands. Nearby. She admitted after a moment. The next words were almost venomous, showing the barest hint of her natural demeanor. He abandoned our family.