Hoshor Plains Gentle Girl, Gentle Step

Ajei was not a harsh wolf. Nor did she know how to be. She had been born different. It was simple. She was simple. 

Ajei supposed that were she to be asked. She would say the emotions she felt both benefited and cost her something. But she also didn't have any other way to be. Nor did she know how.

A small frown in thought, furrowed brows. Perhaps. That is a strange concept to be sure. But it is also a bit like a happy ending. Didn't get it right the first time. So you get another chance.