Haunted Wood I wanna take advantage

Her ears pricked at the soft chuff, cupping towards it.
Memory. She'd chewed him out at the hunt then they both ended up walk away.
She lowered her head slightly, unsure of what to expect. 

However, it seems that he was a melechony mood like her.
His words seemed harsh in the air, like a soft sounds when you were sick and just wantes silence.
How long was he watching? 

"I guess I did," she replied. She did spend a lot of time with him, talking about pack affairs and telling him of her lands. He never revealed much of his life, no matter how hard she pried. 
"He wasn't really a monster. Just a not very gentle giant." And she loved him the way he was. Sid Serem think he was a monster too? 
"He did bad things, but so have the rest of us," at least Vanity certainly had. 

Her head tilted, now curious of his asking. Was he trying to get under her skin to challenge her rank? Her lips made a firm line, waiting for him to talk more.