Emberwood you're a dime, plus ninety-nine

More and more, Easy got the feeling that her dam did not feel the same about about reconnecting as she did. Part of her wanted to wilt away in light of this, and leave to lick her wounds. Part of her wanted to build better and bigger walls, and to hide behind the shiny veneer of forgiveness and righteousness.

Knowing this, the young woman did her best to humble herself, and to speak without concern for her pride.

"Well — how are you today? How was your trip?" she asked, a small, hopeful smile sparkling weakly but sincerely in her eyes. "That's how most friendships start. Just two wolves talking, and getting better and better at it."

But she could not hold back all her anxieties; she was still young, still uncertain. She had learned much and had grown into a self-sufficient and formiddable huntress — but she was not without a heart. Not without insecurities.

"Akuti — Bhediya, I mean..." Shoot. Already, she was messing up. "I am not here to make you answer for the past. I won't lie to you; there are questions that I have. But we are not the wolves we were when we last parted. I will not hold you accountable for what's happened in my past. All I want is to know you, and perhaps a little about the places and the people that've made you; they have made me too, in a way."