Luneshale Pass Paws Up, Square Up, Baby Let's go

Safiya wore her wounds upon her body and in her soul. She did not hide them. Just becasue she was without fear, did not mean she didn't feel other things. As a matter of fact, she felt perhaps she felt things harder, stronger simply for the lack fo fear. Her emotions were making up for it.  

A tilt of her ears forward. She was a pretty good protector she felt. She had fought and fought hard even as a child. She had not save Machi, but she had given him time. And time was precious.

She nodded. And then shot him a fearless grin. Alright then.