Wapun Meadow You’re right

Twitch’s honesty was refreshing. While Ameline felt as though she was being subjected to some amount of scrutiny, she cracked a grin. It ith, She agreed. But uh, thomeday onthe you’ve had four teethin’ carnivoreth chewin’ an’ thuckin’ on your tit-th for weekth…You might thee why it ith that I want it. A raw chuckle dribbled out after her words. Twitch probably wouldn’t know the feeling- but she felt the description might be enough to convince her that the aloe was worth the trip. 

She requested an escort, which suggested some amount of insecurity. Perhaps Twitch wasn’t cut out to be a scout, if she was so wary of open travel and ambassador duties with an allied pack. She weighed the option, and shrugged. I’d rathuh not have two wolveth gone for that long at onthe. If you’re not comfortable goin’ that far on your own, that’th alright; I can thend thomeone elthe. An’ I won’t think any leth of you if you thay you don’t wanna do it. 

She wouldn’t think less of Twitch, but she would certainly think differently of her. Perhaps she had every reason to not want to take on such a task- and she couldn’t be blamed for her past experiences.