Redsand Canyon pinyon

There was certainly still a part of Aquene that felt awkward speaking of any man in these terms… but her conversation with Towhee had opened her up a little bit. Perhaps it did not have to be an awkward line of conversation, even expressing such thoughts aloud made her feel… dirty. Perhaps it was the way that she had been raised: a prude pushover. Either way, it was something she could grow into her own with.
 
She smiled warmly at the mention of the Matrona. “Lady Ruenna is kind, and welcoming, and warm but not without her own tactics… a sharp mind and a good heart. It is a rare combination to see in a matriarch.” She had only seen it once before, in her mother, and even the thoughts now brought a hint of sadness. “She is a perfect fit for the Imperator.” No doubt as of right now both of them agreed.
 
The question came, and she could not help but glance at her paws. “I do not know…” She’d had a wild man before, unwillingly… such violence and unpredictability scared her… and yet Kallik was wild in his own way and she cared for him very much. He was cold and distant while doing his job, but under the surface, there was something more. “I want a man who will see me for me… not for what I can give him. Not an object, a wolf.” And she liked to think she had found that. “And I think I might have found one, but it’s too soon to tell.”