The Sunspire [m] feather blanket

Until year two -- is that when her freedom will leave her?

Yet according to the woodland woman, it is the opposite. It will be something that she craves. A strange concept to her, still, but thankfully nothing the snow fae would have to fret over any time soon. Regardless of the newly-instilled fear of sexual maturity, she was thankful for her guidance. With the absence of her mother and lack of an elder sister, she probably wouldn't have learned any of this until now.

So, the young dove would bow her head to the older she-wolf, in gratitude for her guidance. Thank you, miss, She whisped, lifting her head to meet their gaze. It sounds scary, but if the day ever comes, I will remember to be brave in the face of it, like you! Afterall, she seemed so calm about this 'Madness of sweet fire.' -- Yuki assumed she must've been able to hold her own. How cool!

It has been a few weeks, if I'd have to estimate. Since Ash had found her -- time flew by quickly, hasn't it? The two of us don't really have much to return to, so we decided to stick together. Admittedly, though, she has missed the security of a pack for sometime now. Maybe one day, she'd ask @Ashkova if he'd like to join her on the idea.

By the way, I don't think we've been properly acquainted. My name's Yukimi!