Porcupine Ridge xiii pana kimigaak

Chanel had no idea, but easily controlled ought to have been her middle name. As usual, she was oblivious to any hidden intentions- and really merely believed she was brought as a new friend to the lonely woman. Her ears perked as he began to explain each of his companions. To hear the woman was also large surprised her; she wondered briefly if she would feel dwarfed among these Northeners. And the men sounded so serious! Chanel worried suddenly that she would not fit in well, but tried to imagine that the girl might be someone well-suited to befriend her. I'm glad to hear there is someone hard-working! You are, too, She commented, trying to look on the brighter side. Hopefully I can be a great friend to Valmua, She murmured, I'm curious, is she a sitter, a storyteller, or... And there Chanel trailed off, allowing him to finish while wondering whether this woman followed the standards for girls she was raised with: men as providers, and women to stay at home. She was not out here recruiting, so perhaps...