Sun Mote Copse The weather’s nice, so I called you

sorry if my stories are lacking! chanel might know alot of stories about wolves but i certainly dont!! ahahah

"Yes. Exactly!" She exclaimed with some excitement, as the leader described her as 'a heroine of her own story'. She didn't want to live a simple life just because of her parents and their parents and their parents and so on. She was going to create her own path. 

Wraen inquired of the tales that Chanel had grown up listening to. For a moment she shuffled through them in her mind like pages in a book, before deciding on one to summarize. "There are epic stories. Of princes, princesses, kings, queens, their warrior knights. For example, there is one about a warrior knight called Estienne. He was in love with the princess Cateline, but she was bethrothed to the royal prince of another pack- Mortimer. She didn't love Mortimer, and she made a promise to Estienne that if he could convince her father, she would marry him instead." Suddenly Chanel realized how she had begun to go off on a tangent, already telling the story with passion; she paused awkwardly in embarassment. "...Um, sorry." She added quietly, waiting for Wraen's response, hesitating to continue telling the tale.