Lost Creek Hollow time to sink way into the blue, dear

now that she thought of it, the redleaf was certain she hadn't heard treason's name -- certainly, she would have remembered such an outstandingly dark moniker.

her ears did little to conceal her surprise at the name - they flipped forward almost absurdly, as if someone had just thrown a ball in front of her. "treason?" indra echoed, a bemused smile ghosting her countenance. "there is a story behind that. but to answer your question first - i think we are settling in fine. i could use a job... and, also.. i'm sorry for your loss." she looked to the impressively tall she-wolf then deferentially, still feeling a twinge of guilt to even bring mention of it to the surface.