strange places

She snorted at his words, her cheeks burning at her own humiliation. A damn fox! Now she'd have to kill one, or something, to feel tougher. In her, she knew that wasn't the way... but she felt irrationally embarrassed, and bit her lip in true Blackthorn fashion. She prompted herself to not be a baby over it, and took a step outside of herself and back into the haunted wood.

His question was met with a quick shake of her head, which caused her to wince. She really had feel hard. Ah, I'm passing through, too. Scouting for a pack to join honestly. I'm looking for someone too, actually. My sister. I figure, I could lend a hand to the pack, become a scout, and find her all in one go. She grins winningly, and wiggles her brows. Your pack recruiting? Anything to get the hell out of here. Anything.