Hushed Willows Faust Arp

Aviana wasn't one to meet perfection. She had no problem finding a mud puddle and rolling around in it. She didn't get the impression from the male that she was offending him, as he hid it well. Her breathe froze as he stood to come nearer, the fear from her past making a brief scene in the present. But, as he sat back on her haunches, and so did she, the fear left as she expelled the held air.

She relaxed when he bowed before her, and she didn't correct the Miss, since it was correct. The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Ulysses, she responded with a smile and a dip of her head. When he asked about Morningside, her eyes lit up with happiness, as she loved talking about them. Oh, Morningside is amazing, she began. Grayday took me in, even when I gave no guarantees on how long I could stay. They're very accepting, and a great group of wolves, she went on. I'm sure Grayday would consider allowing you in, she added, wondering if he would want to.