Bearclaw Valley Thump, Thump, Thump

Milan was glad to hear the woman's merciful words, glad to be following her to a place that was, by her assumption, safer. The woman introduced herself, and she thought it appropriate to do the same. "I am eternally grateful, thank you." She trotted after the woman, head now tilting to barely meet her eyes. "I am called Milana."

Ameline spoke of her pack - BearClaw. It made her wonder if there would be other's. Ameline had welcomed her, she could only hope that they would do the same. She would be gentle, submissive. A perfect guest.

Such behaviour was only in her nature.