Grouse Thicket roll for initiative

It seemed counterproductive to her original goal--explore and see the world. Not pledge loyalty to a group for months at a time.

Still, she considered his words, her uncertainty given away only by the way she nibbled at the inside of her cheek and the smallest hint of a frown that marred her features.

And then he spoke again-- and she found her humor waning for a moment. A heaviness clung to him. And as such, she shifted her weight, pressing her slender side to the cool ground, an arched brow and a slow wave of her tail an indication he could settle more if he so desired--she did not bite.

It seems to me as if you are held by shackles yourself, she murmured quietly.