Hushed Willows beautiful red bones

"Still calling me Orla, I like it," the fire-wolf laughed, "nice to see you too Deidei." Orlaith was familiar with her and smiled with the nicknames. She remembered the moments where the butterfly requested an outing, and of course as a protector to the fae-folk, she accompied the other. An acquaintance, however.. She wondered why the gentle medic was here?

The bone snapped in half, and the two ends dropped, "you ended up in Lumiya's court too, yeah?" Orlaith smiled at the other, wondering who else accompied.. She met Bridget, but surely since Deidei was here, her sister was as else? Most could be counted as friends, but while Orlaith was a friendly wolf, she kept a paw away at times, and only knew of the basic coverview of many. So perhaps they had their story- or worse. Was casted out like herself.