Silverlight Terrace sway my way

Sure, let’s do it. She’d poke around the den a bit, but likely do some of her own searching too. She preferred something taller and earthy, something she could easily get in and out of and maneuver in, in case something tried to pen her in. Call her paranoid, but it was definitely something she considered.

She ended the day, however, feeling ten times better than when she’d started out. Having dinner with their family, and spending time with someone other than Killer and Penn, was a novelty. The good mood would last all night, carrying her through into the next morning with a slight, but new, appreciation for her new home she hadn’t carried before. Maybe it would be alright here.