Sawtooth Spire Adaptation

ahh, ma'am was something gracious often found herself being referred to as. it made her feel elderly at times and she had to bite her tongue to stifle a laugh. formality was often too much for her at times. gracious felt her tail sway as the younger agouti spoke, the name mahler swung into her ears. he was the other leader, besides melkor and the other that worked with diaspora. she wondered what his personality was like.

"that was kind of him," she said gently, "what made you join them at first?" she was curious about the origins of this one, she wore invisible scars that gracious couldn't simply forget about.