King Elk Forest you're offering more than you owe

She gave off a light hum sort of noise to show her content with him accepting her compliments. Gracious was pretty good at sugar-coating and buttering wolves up, but what many forget to address is that she means every word she speaks. No lie has come out of her mouth quite yet, perhaps it is the idea of having a strict moral code or maybe the idea that lying is just wrong. Sometimes Gracious wondered if wolves thought she was lying when she said nice things softly, her voice might just be too grandmotherly to come off as real.

When Delight recalled the memory of Tindómë, Gracious was caught surprised and then a bit disappointed. A wonderful home such as this one going under? The very thought made her shake her head, she loved it here and couldn't imagine the pack not existing. When she heard his concerns, she decided to add in her opinion to maybe help smoothe out some ruffled fur. "Then perhaps we move?" she said quietly as a suggestion, "if we go somewhere where we can meet others, we can solidify our numbers, even with wolves who come and go." Truly, she loved being secluded away from others, it made her feel quite safe. Yet, the idea of losing the homeland because of collapsing numbers wasn't something Gracious wanted to deal with.

"Have you mentioned the idea to the others?" she asked him, looking over his visage with curiosity.