Shadewood hella raw

The one other bad thing about her spin was that it meant that she wasn't paying attention to what he was doing and at least for now remained oblivious to how he looked at her.  It wasn't like she'd necessarily notice even without it, though, there were certain things she was pretty naive about -- it wasn't like she was a particularly experienced wolf.  Well then if you know everything, by all means tell me what should I be checking out?  What should I avoid?  She'd been fumbling around so far and was still alive.  That was a good start, wasn't it?  Anyway, wouldn't hurt to tag along a little, would it?  Getting back on track would be nice.

She followed along near him, a step or two behind so that he could point the way, You may call me Skydance -- from Spirecrown, she said, keeping her more formal full title to herself.  It's not like she really went by it anyway since it was far too long to be wrangled in ordinary conversations.