Firestone Hot Springs this will never end

Arlette felt really stupid because she still couldn't really understand what this hringja meant. Did they mean pack? Or a home? A location they wanted to live? She looked from one to the other. The dark one didn't seem very keen that she was here. Her ears fell back, uncertain. She felt less welcome with him here. She glanced at Stjor when he asked that question and blinked.

"My pack? I'm-- I am not with them," she commented. "I left," she commented. "To find a friend." The female explained. She was still looking for Oryx, that had been her reason for leaving but her uncles words did echo. Still, she would not allow her best friend to leave her like that. She looked at the dark male again, and she scooted a bit closer to Stjor since she liked him much better.