Honeyed Pasture if teardrops could be bottled,

Not much different than this? That was a relief! Saucy loved this, whatever it was. A content and relaxed smile grew on her face when Dalia said this, she felt as if an inner worry was slowly drifting away. That's cool, she said, and then in response to her mention of other tasks, what kind of gardening? The white lioness could totally imagine Dalia standing over a patch of flowers, she totally seemed like that kind of girl. Saucy was definitely a fighter, that was her thing- but she often thought about nature too, and secretly she was also a lover of flowers.

Dalia said she missed her pack, Saucy could tell from the sad smile earlier, and the way the speckled wolf talked about Drageda. She wouldn't make her talk about it more, she'd rather talk things other than their pasts now anyway. Dalia said she was happy here, Saucy replied, good, cause if you left I'd be stuck with trouty mouth 24/7 and he's a douche. She let out a giggle at this, her tail thumping on the ground.