Jade Fern Grove all that remains of you is a crackle of your energy

difficulty meant boredom was never there. studying gave her a means of escaping the realities of this world. focusing on something other than what went on, be it terrible or not, was as good a distraction as any. if she did not have her seeking, she would grow weary of this realm and all it potentially had to offer. then again, she was not like many wolves. namely her fellow women. they always seemed to seek manners of the heart instead of logic.

"perhaps" she gave him at last, eyes glimmering with some unknown emotion. "though one could say the same of your talents." not every single person was alike. that would be dreadfully dull indeed. his physical skillset compared to her mental talents could not be any more different. it was not true what they said; a sharp mind does not make for a trained body. there were plenty of temperamental, easily emotional brawns about. whether this man was one of them, remained to be seen. 

at the very least he seemed keener to speak now. "and what does the mighty hunter and fighter call himself?"