That monkey on your back

Anxiety gnaws at her heart strings as she waits for his answer, the black tip of her tail fidgeting behind her. When he does speak the shred of hope she has subsides, but she does not change her facial expression. She does not want him to become aware of her inner turmoil. Although it saddened her that this was not her little Ody it also brought relief. She knew that Artemis would be safer if they were still traveling together, which brought some peace to her worrying mind.

The fact that he has never been to the heart of Alacritis greatly surprised her. He has missed out on so much, mainly politics between packs and rouges but it was critical history nonetheless. "Oh my, you've never been to the heart of Alacritis"? She says astonished. "You're in for a treat then." Sarcasm emphasizes the word treat. "I've wandered those lands since I was old enough to walk, and I've witnessed many critical events within my three years of living." So much had happened within the few years of her life, from her being a princess to becoming a queen, she had already done so much for her young age. "One things for sure though, don't bother going up there if you don't know how to defend yourself." She eyes him curiously, her Crimson gaze searching for any scars or blemishes in his coat. He didn't look like much of a fighter, but neither did she. Looks can be deceiving though.