Swiftcurrent Creek elfscript

She wouldn't look at the stone den again. It called to mind unpleasant memories- memries she had hoped would be joyful and celebratory, in a time where she had been able to feel those things...Only to have her world turned upside down. It brought her relief that Lestan did not push her on the topic; she wasn't sure how to respond without smacking the audacity out of him. 

Instead, he invited her to go and track a herd with him. 

She looked at him, but only saw someone who had struck a nerve. She wanted some time away from him, and the hurt he'd unintentionally caused, so she shook her head. "Going to patrol." She said, before she began to saunter off.