Moonspear Put my heart in its recipe

Dark fur and golden eyes, though she did meet a wolf like that, there were many who bore that appearance, just as she did with many others as well. [q]“Is he stoic? Not really Playful? I would like to meet him to thank Arcturus in person.” She took a wild guess, taking note of the most recent black wolf with golden eyes she had come into contact with.

Even if the apology, at least coming from Amarillo, didn’t seem all too sincere, Reiko was put into enough ease hearing that there was no mention of the white river and its pack. But she’d agree with the dark female, she did sound like the intended target... which was both bittersweet. In response, she nodded softly to agree with both of them.

It was the following that lit a small fire in her belly. Accused of being a part of a ruse, this woman was clearly the type to jump to conclusions, no matter how elaborate they may seem. A frown graced her features as the dark woman continued, though she wanted to speak up, it was not her place to for the time being...it would perhaps only make things worse to speak out of place even if she only wished to defend her honor.  It was what Vela said, the pale woman, that crossed a proverbial line.

“No”. She spoke up finally. Her once reserved, shy and afraid posture turned to something a little more proud, stern. “I will leave on my own. No one will escort me. I wouldn’t want to put my elaborate plan into action and lead one of you astray.” Perhaps it would have been better to be left out to die than back here, where thy jump to the opportunity to take advantage of her pack for their “kind gesture”. “Thank you for your brief hospitality, I won’t forget it. If this is all, I will prepare for my departure.” Even if she felt insulted by the accusation, she swallowed her pride and still remained appreciative, giving a light bow to who she assumed to be their leader and waited for a moment to see if there was more to add to this before taking her leave.