Milk and Honey

Mercy eyed the two young ones with narrowed eyes, and she really wasn't sure why she was still here. The two of them went on to chat, Ash seemingly choking on his words after he explained what patrolling was. She raised a black marked brow at him, and then he finally spat it out. Ah, he was wondering the same thing that she did the first time she met Illie. Mercy was curious as well, she had bit her tongue the first time. It would seem that he didn't know though, and her purple eye grew slightly wider. She didn't know, at all? The dame didn't miss the bitterness in her tone, and she had to say that it surprised her. So she had no memory at all? Damn, now she felt a little bad for picking on her. Just a little bit though, Illie was no better than her. Okay maybe she was a child but... never mind that! She shook her head to clear her thoughts, focusing again on the white and blue female. Ash called her river child and told her to watch it with Mercy, causing her to send a glare in his direction. So what if she was grumpy? She was allowed to be what she wanted to be. She huffed as her shoulders slumped, looking over her shoulder at nothing in particular.

When Illie asked her if she was related, she turned back to the girl and snorted. "No, not at all. My last name is Guerrero, I'm just a pack mate." She had a very different relationship with Valentine, one of respect and a touch of something else. But she pushed that away, it wasn't like she was pining for her alpha. It had just been a fun night, that's all. Rising to her paws, Mercy stretched out her pale form, her elongated tail flickering behind her. "Now that I think about it, Ash's idea of a patrol isn't a bad idea at all. Shall we?" She asked. She would have preferred to go alone, but she had a feeling that they would follow her anyways. So without waiting for them, she turned towards the border, leading the way and leaving the other two behind. They could chat all they wanted, at least now Mercy had a goal in mind.

"Speech"
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