Broken Boulder Dandelions, Forest-Fern and Clover

Semira cringed, having realized her mistake. A great first impression, although Lily seemed to have taken it in stride. With an uncomfortable chuckle, Mira spoke, "Semira, sorry, I can be a bit scatter-brained sometimes." Perhaps she just did not meet enough new people. Or she was simply inadequate in conversations. Either way, she felt bad. It seemed to her that she had been rude to the other fae, like she had not listened in the beginning. Although prehaps that was true, as she had still been taking in the details about her. "You can call me Mira if you like. My friends call me that." A not-so-subtle invitation towards the friendly woman. If she were to be a true part of the pack, she had better start acting like it.