Lion Head Mesa you gotta be

duly noted!

He presented her as a... gift. Diantha was quite unaccustomed to this style of courtship(?). She did feel as though she would be taken care of here, if only because they seemed to treat her as some sort of precious commodity. Perhaps she could be content with a life like this. At least for a little while.

She did not, however, pick up on her chaperone's strange movement. She was too laser-focused on the wolf whom he had led her to. She made no effort to hide her stare, preferring it to looking away.