Sawtooth Spire lichtgebunden

the gaze is even softer when a smile is paired with it, gracious could feel her plume gently flop against the soft ground in a mild wag. she liked this man, he was charming in his own way. his words, almost like poetry to her hears, provided a larger sense of welcome. she had yet to fully integrate herself with the wolves of diaspora, but she was at least starting off on the right foot; making friends with the leader.

he spoke kindly of andraste, and to that gracious held thanks for. beyond the talk of the lost moon maiden, his kind words of her presence and the hopes of her future bring a smile to her face as well, black cheeks spread curled at the edges. "you are a kind soul, mahler. i hope your wolves have come to appreciate you the same way i have." she hoped she could have more conversations with him like this, she had a feeling there was more to him than what he led on.

"i pray you do not mind that i ask, but what is your group like? i have yet to meet all of them, but i like assume they are all wonderful." the more she learned about the others, the more she could prepare herself for the actual meeting, it would save her trouble and more importantly help kindle good relationships between all the members and gracious. trouble was the last thing she looked for.