Emberwood same sweet smile

the chipper chirp was enough to earn bhediya's attention. oh? she whispered, turning to face the alabaster femme who'd made the call. a curse rode on her lips, though upon noticing the splotches of color along the stranger's spine, she collected herself once more.

i don't think that we've met, bhe sighed. there were few packmates whose acquaintance she hadn't yet made. this one, she seemed friendly enough, so she assumed that this encounter would be worthwhile.