Whitefish River girlie, who are you?

Forrest's answer was sufficient enough to gain a little more of Lavender's trust. Although she understood the gist of the explanation, she did not acknowledge the fact. Instead, she considered what her talents involved. A frown settled upon her soft features as falsehoods plagued her mind; she could only think of the negative aspects of her being. "I... shiver... a lot." she decided as her ears fanned to lay upon her skull.