Moonspear It feels like one of those nights

A familiar scent soon interrupted her exploring, and her tail wagged in response. She turned as Llewellyn approached, smiling in response to his greeting. Hey, she replied, moving towards him. I'm settling in fine, just exploring, Speedy added with a warm smile. She was used to constantly being on the move, so she found it hard to do much else. 

She took a seat in front of him, her gaze scanning around them out of habit before resting on his golden face. She would be lying if she said she hadn't thought about the fact that he had given her a fake name initially. It was a bit strange, and it stung a little that he hadn't trusted her, but she didn't blame him; he didn't know her at all when they first met, and if providing her with an alias made him feel secure in some way, she wouldn't begrudge him that. She just hoped that now he maybe trusted her a little more. He had obviously trusted her enough to vouch for her when she showed up on Moonspear's borders. The empath was looking forward to earning more of his trust, though. As curious as she was to hear his explanation, she didn't come right out and ask; instead, she waited to see what he would say, wanting it to be his choice to explain himself.