Redsand Canyon Boiling blood will circulate [2]

Arlette noticed that the male had looked at her but hadn't really talked back to her. She frowned at first. Not used to the silent treatment, but she had been used to the tormented souls that came to the Saints. They took in the ones that felt unwanted, or with so much trauma all they could do was fight and bite.

She watched as the other male as he turned away from her again, dismissive. Arlette watched him for a moment. She remembered when she didn't speak to anyone, speaking was just too hard. "If I can help you with anything, let me know. You are my packmate now and I will help you when I can," she told him and then offered a soft smile to him.