Redhawk Caldera i've been watching your kindness keep

the silvered woman proceeded to quite nonchalantly horrify and titillate mona's darker imagination with her next sentence. mona goggled a bit at her, finally finding the good sense to snap her mouth shut and splay her ears in shame at her puppyish reaction to what was surely sensationalism. was it? had they truly ripped off a garbage girl's head here?
swallowing, mona gave a lackluster chuckle. "i won't make an enemy of you, finley blackthorn." the mayfair rolled the surname on her tongue, enjoying its pointed edges so much she almost missed finley's duo of queries.
"outside these wilds. i was born here though, in silver creek," the mayfair revealed, gesturing with her crimson muzzle in the direction of the hinterlands. "and i'm from tindome there, too. in king elk forest."