Whitefish River And I hope that you'll remember me

Orlaith put her paw to her chest with a grin, "I won't hurt you this time." Though the count may not understand, Riley would clearly. A friendly spar wouldn't result into a heinous injury, unless something seemed to set her off. On losing memories she definitely became more tame, as there was less sress, and less to be angry about. She couldn't remember it, besides the leftover feelings that swirled around- and finally, she figured out why.

Now mellowed down, the wolf felt more at ease, "It's a nice place, it's a good home." Prompting Riley to follow, Orlaith went after Ira for the tour. It was a pleasant area- with fresh water and near the mountains.