Swiftcurrent Creek Find a place of joy

aria, often along the borders now and drawn by the scent of the fawn, appeared soon after constantine did, missing the front end of the conversation but able to gather it by sheer common sense. this wolf was looking to join, and she brought a gift.

it was not pleasantly that aria looked over her, but only for vain reasons. this woman-- this girl-- she was so youthful. aria couldn't remember her youthful years, not truly. she was thrown into her middle-ages without grace, a life she felt so uncomfortable in. she should've been so wise-- but instead she was so stuck in such childish ways... because it was all she knew. she wondered if this yearling was taking advantage of her youth. 

she merely stood behind constantine, hiding her inner feelings behind a blank, thoughtful expression.