without saying anything

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She gave him a long, frowning stare as she considered how much to even bother telling him. His answer was what she'd expected, and she was wondering how she could subtly steer him away from packs she did not favor any. While he was probably only a half-step above useless if her father had needed to run him off, she still didn't want him to be a free warm body to a pack she disliked.

I left because I decided it was best after a lot happened and I needed a change of scenery. At first I intended to return.. eventually, and this had never happened. Self-imposed exile was probably the weightiest title for it, but it was condoned by her parents anyway.. even suggested by her mother. So far I have not.. and I may not, since this mountain became mine, she said with a gesture towards it and a slow lash of her tail. Anyway. What packs are you familiar with here? she pried, steering the subject that way to see if she could leech information from him while offering just a touch of persuasion along the way.