Blackfeather Woods Do you think it's to late for me?

           

She glared at the yearling, perturbed that he took the initiative on his own to offer this stranger anything. Although it didn't take long before her glare was more acutely directed at the older man now known as, Memory. The subtle jab at her skills in fighting did nothing to endear him to her. Scoffing at the mans insatiable ego, Padma rolled her eyes.

"I'm sure Black Hat will be thrilled to have a new recruit. Come on we'll take you to him, let him deal with your snarky attitude." Flicking her head, she indicated that Rowan should lead the way. She'd take up the rear, trusting neither with her backside.