Fairspell Meadow you were caught in the crossfire of childhood and stardom

His casual response didn't help matters. You're awfully close to my borders, she remarked in turn, disliking the burning of his gaze against her scarred face. Another day, another gawker. She supposed she'd better get used to it at this point; she wasn't getting any prettier. 

The question, though, was intriguing enough for her to cast her irritation aside. Maegi pursed her lips, thinking, and then— Yes, actually, she answered after a couple contemplative moments. I met her last winter, by the sea.

She cocked her head slightly, eyes narrowed but undoubtedly curious. Why? He smelled of. . . Oh, goodness, he smelled faintly of Kove's new pack. Friend, or foe?