Overture Downs If you've done nothing wrong

She nodded, one would think she understood with the sudden serious agreement, before bursting back into the dopey, usual grin, "Riiiight? I met one onnceeeee, he didn't want to play.~" Aerasha acted as if it was a fond memory, despite being a rather horrific event. She remembered when the noble ranked pups used the excuse they wanted to 'play,' and the whole ordeal led to meeting the mass amount of muscle and fur. For them, they were most likely scarred for life, but for the fae, she counted it as a simple trip to the past. A trip though, that left an unfortunate permanent engravement.