Hushed Willows im gonna live

Orlaith quirked an eyebrow to the squabble, but was unsurprised. She had her own spats to the lil' Queen, but it was more of her making fun of the other party. It was easy for the fairy of fire, to upset the court with her words. She wasn't eloquent about sparing feelings compared to the others, preferring the honesty.. So she says but it was also more fun to watch a flustered form. At least she was never one to truly strike at their heart, only of exaggerations and assumptions.

"A Queen aye, of the sea it seems?" She chortled at the fact Aoibh already seemed to pledge herself to a newer queen, but not of their forest realm, but of the sea! Never met an isle wolf, except for that one white wolf that smelled of the sea salt.. It was a worthy spare that ended in a victory within the embers, and not of the foam she came from, "I met someone that smelled like the sea a while ago, a mighty warrior. Maybe they were from there." 

"Sounds fun, but y'know kinda hard when our other warrior is mostly high." It was a true shame she couldn't entrust their realm to other warriors, Aoibh and Orlaith were really the only one's with a bit of a spunk that could harm another. The other was unfortunatly a druggie that she cared little about anymore, despite some particular wolves fascination with him. He might be a pretty boy, but a damn useless one.