Sawtooth Spire to endure steadfastly;

that gif is cute!

she watches as he looks away at her compliment and feels heat flush in her cheeks — glad as she so oft is, that her fur hides the flush of pink that makes its home there. bold as she was, she wasn't sure what to make out of ...well, everything. the sudden desire to tell him he was handsome was the truth as she saw it: and she'd never been one to hold back her thoughts; far too used to speaking her mind. she wonders how it might get her into trouble in the future for she has to remind herself that while the crokru wolves might see her as their commander she is low ( moderately? ) ranked here. it was a constant conflict of identities and she feels them press upon her chest like two always warring factions.

i don't know about incredibly strong, she makes a soft of coughing noise that morphs into a humbled laugh, feeling her cheeks flush again. but i can hold my own in a fight, yes. her left shoulder twitches then, as if to remind her of the barbaric conclave she participated in ( willingly ) to formally carry the wanheda title. i've ...made a lot of mistakes. she admits then, feeling their deaths upon each scar.

stag's use of the word 'we' doesn't go unnoticed to praimfaya. do you feel better for it? she inquires softly.