Dragoncrest Cliffs Of moon, of sea

There was much more that Ajei disliked than liked at least in general population. She preferred the company of those few she deeply cared about. She loved her own home borders and neat little den. She kept it spotless most of the time. Ajei had grown in her thinking, but she was still quite nervous and shy. 

Ajei smiled sweetly. Thank you.

A small blink, Oh. Hmm.

She tilted an ear, and patted a paw in the dirt while she thought about it. Delicate circles and swirls. Loud noises, new places, new faces. I also don't like any wolf that comes at me fast. I have always been this way. Born anxious and afraid.