Blacktail Deer Plateau I'm insane

Soon, Saena didn't have to focus on inner reflection to quell her unrest, for a distraction came trotting along at exactly that moment. Admittedly, she knew almost nothing about Finn, though he'd been at the Plateau basically her whole life. They'd never had a conversation nor play session when she was little. She only knew he existed because of his constant scent and also his appearance at gatherings. She didn't know his thoughts on her sister or her family, or that he was in love with Finley Blackthorn in spite of her desertion, or that he was a strangely vulnerable yet prickly sort of fellow.

She knew his name, and that he was ranked high and because of it, only hesitated for half a second before lowering her ears and tail into poses of submission. "Finn," she said, as though to acknowledge this single bit of information she had on him without revealing that she'd never actually cared to talk to him before because to her he was invisible (a sad fact of being a self-absorbed teenager), "how are you?"