Redsand Canyon All through the day

Arlette learned that Derg had a higher position in the pack than she initially thought, or assumed. Though, she was not sure if that was a bad or good thing. Perhaps it did put more of a spotlight on her at the moment since they were co-leading this pack. Of course, this male would want to know about her. Arlette disliked his circling around her, but she was not so bold as to show her dislike and discomfort. She came here by choice. Frankly, she didn't think she would be treated this way, but... She came here by choice.

She nodded minimally when he confirmed that they were friends. She really hoped that Derg thought of that the same way about her otherwise that would be a bit embarrassing. A female appeared by the male, pale as her but yellow eyes. She almost missed the man's name. Kynareth. He was the leader of this pack with Derg. He still hadn't revealed what the pack's name was, neither had Derg. Arlette shied the scarred side of her face away from them. They probably had long seen it probably. Thinking about the scars made her feel unconscious. She tried to remind what the male at the hot springs had told her. Make the living proud by living.

"Too many painful memories," she commented in return. She didn't like that he called her darling. She wasn't his darling. It still hurt to talk about to remember what she lost. It was not a lie she told him but it wasn't exactly the truth either, just like she also had information for Derg she had managed to avoid telling him. Her expression stayed a hollow after thinking about what happened back in Easthollow. "I really don't want to be be a bother, Mr. Kynareth. I can come back later for Derg," she offered, red eyes going from the male to the white female. Her stomach growling, she should probably find some food in the meanwhile, and clean herself up a bit to not look like a total mess.