Duskfire Glacier cherry lips, crystal skies

that table is super adorable <3

Though her tone held no intention of upsetting the other juvenile it still did.
From this the other teen might have been able to see that Maera lacked all knowledge as far as how interactions with similar aged wolves were supposed to go. What she had intended to be a simple curious glance had turned into a monumental 'insult' for the other female. As the female spoke her thoughts out loud, the young Sveijarn could not help but wonder what it was that she had done that had been so wrong in the others eyes -- not because she had the intentions of apologizing (because she didn't) but because she was simply curious to what sort of etiquette and morals the other loved by.

I know you are not a loner She huffed with mild annoyance in her voice, as she made a point of flaring her nostrils at the female as of to show she had a nose that told her so.

Then, allowing a long and deep sigh to escape from the bottom of her chest she decided to turn a blind eye to their misunderstandings and and cast her eyes to the luminous dancers of the sky instead.

I was born here you know she barked suddenly as she turned her head quickly to meet the Nea's eyes with her own. Though this was not technically true, it sure felt like it to the young Sveijarn. Here she had been taught to love, to adapt and to embracre solitute.
However empty and shattered it was, it still remained to be her home.