Duck Lake and every day i'd save a quarter of my pay

Rue let out a short sigh, chastened by the implication behind the man's words. They were a reminder of the favor Thorn had granted her in carrying her message, and redoubled Rue's guilt. Thorn had been nothing but generous and obliging to Rue-- much more so than the majority of her new packmates, come to think of it-- yet here she was saying to his face that she was embarassed for her pack to see her with him. Rue flexed her paws in the snow, wondering if it was perhaps Thorn's opinion which really deserved her courtship. 

Rue dipped her muzzle in assent. "Yes.. Thorn, I... ah, thank you." Her tone was heavy with the weight of her gratitude, and her unspoken apology was written across her features.