Jade Fern Grove slay the nemean lion

He remembered the details of why she had come, though she wished perhaps he’d focused more on her, rather than why she and the others had come. His tone hinted at something like regret, even disdain- though he didn’t look at her with disgust. 

She kept her gaze warm. ”Thought you might,” She said, moving forward again, until she had drawn close enough to sweep in a circle, and sit, as casually as one might choose to sit on a park bench to watch ducks on a lake. 

She felt she did not need to elaborate that they had found the fugitive’s pack, and caused its dispersal. He might not have been overjoyed to hear that. 

”We’re back at Redtail Rithe now. Have been for a while. But I like to thcout. I’m workin’ on getting promoted.” She said, ambition trickling into a slight tilt of her chin. She looked back to him, a fluttering of her eyelashes accompanying her smile.

”I’m Lilia, by the way,”