Coming Home

Or perhaps she didn't hide it as well as she thought she did. She noted the narrowed eyes immediately, and her ears would flicker back, eyes skittering to the side. Well. She didn't mean to do that. At all. Ugh. Hopefully, he did not get the wrong impression based on what she had called him when they were younger, but she wasn't just about to ask - not at all. Thankfully, Bass said nothing about it and simply moved on. She would listen quietly, frowning as he mentioned his mate being distant - it seemed almost as if he was uncertain. Even that was passed over, to speak of his children, and she would smile both sadly and fondly; she remembered those adventures. She was saddened she had missed more adventures, and the adventures with his children. At his next bit, she couldn't help but laugh, a teasing smile worming its way to her lips. "So a lot like me, hmm?" she chuckled. "I remember what a pain I was. It will be great to interact with them."

She would nuzzle him back, tail wagging behind her, nearly a blur. "Agreed," she murmured, smiling as he asked of her travels - and anything else she learned. She nodded to him. "I have - I've learned a bit about herbs, and healing in my time gone, and quite a bit more about fighting. Also, I had to learn to be tactful." At that last bit, she snorted and shook her head. "It was quite difficult." Her tone was dry, amusement, but on her face was a simple, soft smile.

"speech"