Moonstone Quarry The bear that keeps to his own line

Oh Solharr, you’re a gem <3

“Ah, the stone has humor. It looks good on you, sun man.” The nickname slipped through her lips as easily as breathing. She found herself uncaring that it might sound silly, but it was laced with an honesty and a lightness she felt the moment he stepped through the mist only days ago.

“But, thank you. I told you—quick learner.” A wink followed, tail waving.

She beamed radiantly, a pride in herself despite the embarrassment that dripped from her face, something she would forever be grateful that he cultivated in her. A warrior’s spirit, she thought to herself. A hope she would work towards the more she grew into this place.

It felt different here—she felt different. There was an immense gladness for it.

Her own gaze followed his back to the carcass, the winds blowing along with his words asking her to continue on.

“As you wish.” The words were not mocking, but held the same lightness as before, regardless of the seriousness in the man’s own tone. She would do what was asked of her, of course; it was her duty to him as a member of his pack, but she would do it well and efficiently with a light heart and a glint in her eye, ready to turn even duty into a dance.