Grouse Thicket I’m a chimpanzee

Whrist didn’t quite understand what the male was saying and allowed that confusion to show on her face, “If you're gonna go all high-brow on me, that ain't gonna work out. And if you guys live around here, that'd be a little far for fun anyway,” She thought his words over a couple times and still couldn’t make heads or tails of what he mean however when her spoke of a finding different prince that she thought she began to understood. And she frowned when he said he was leaving, she opened her mouth as if to speak when Nyra began to speak. The black femme would have turned to leave with her when Nyra spoke a name.

Her eye twitched as if in anger, if she was supposed to lie then she’d lie mixed with truths, and be dammed if she needed to remember details later, that was future ‘bellas’ problem
Her light blues narrowed her ears cocked toward Nyra to collect the whisper, though as the white witches lips moved to berate her ‘Bella’ grumped out loud and glanced at Ciaran, she covered Nyra’s whisper with her complaining “Great! Thanks! Now he knows my secret. I hate that name I wish I could go back in time and bite the white from my parents muzzles for having given me such a stupid name!” She groused, she turned her eyes downward staring into the snow, she knew she had messed up, she never was any good at social interactions having practically raised herself.