Flycatcher Downs godling

Never be humble if you know your worth. She informed in a soft purr, tossing him a look out of the corner of her eye. From her perspective he had no reason to be humble. Well built, rather nice looks, smelled of a pack. Rosemallow was willing to say he had more than most. Even herself.

A soft sigh escaped her. It was a slight damper to recall the incidents of her former home but he had asked and she had no reason to hide or lie. Disbanded. My family was betrayed by allies and we could not stay nor survive there any further. No one had ever expected the neighboring group to strike them down. They had been vulnerable.

It still left a strong bitter taste in her mouth.