Dragoncrest Cliffs strings

Odessia's face contorted at the assumptions Shadess was making. She considered replying, but it was not worth her time. She was on a mission, and clearly Shadess was not going to help her with it. If the Sapphique female had used her brain, she may have realized a thing or two, but Odessia was not interested in nitpicking the order of the conversation. If she did not have anybody to fulfill Odessia's role, then the white wolf would move on.
So that was exactly what she did. Odessia shook her head in mild disappointment, then turned away from Sapphique's border.