The Tangle i’m in trauma it’s got me singing-

Mallaidh wasn't only one who had something like guilt tugging at her thoughts; Aure beheld it, too, finally seeing the shine of tears and frightened gaze, and her hackles unfurled subconciously. She hadn't noticed the frightened state up until now, and her tail feathered uncertainly at her coltish hocks. All the same, tears or no, the loner was on Drakru land; the only way she would be able to take respite would be to join. But... could they trust her?

Distantly, the gona's inquiry of the she-wolf's name pulled her from her grumbling thoughts; again, and eye flickered to Mallaidh, but soon returned to the one before them. In the meantime, she pulled the apparent conflict written along her facade back, back, back behind the frosty cover of impassiveness that was more comfortable. Observant, quiet, patient. For now.