Emberflame Ridge Negotiate a peace, or negotiate a time and place

Nothing that won't be fixed by the passing of time. She answered, making a little waving motion with one silvery paw, brushing the subject off. She'd rather have her private matters remain private, and Clementine was one of those matters. The fae had never had a crush before, though she was unsure if that was truly what it was. Though she found beauty in everything she saw, she was sure that marriage and mateship was something between a male and a female. Or was it?

The faerie then shook her head. I have no idea - he wasn't wounded, but he had been ravenous when I'd caught us a meal. She'd assumed the poor thing had simply collapsed because of hunger or thirst, and the mountains were cold no matter if you were made to be there or not. Even Lumi, now, felt a little weaker than before after having traveled 'ver the mountains.