Fairspell Meadow so i'll stay till i get all that i want, that i feel i deserve

His demeanor shifts.  With hers lowered and his raised, they've met somewhere in the middle.  She is pleased to see the smile come across his face, 

Weird I can handle, she says with a shameless grin.  Her father had told her about wolves like this, similar to this, ones he had grown up with.  They didn't have a thing for birds but they did have a thing for her grandmother, and loyalty to each other.  This pack reminded her of her papa's stories of Drageda in an adjacent way.  Speaking of weird, she segues, I was wondering if you could um.. help me find a place with a lot of space?  I'm used to sleeping in a den and I like to collect things.  Rocks, mostly.