Wakey Wakey Eggs And Bacey

Maria knew that herbs were not a cure all. She was naive yes, but not quite that naive as she looked upon Shadow, watching his moments, his expressions. But when Shadow placed his paw over her own Maria found herself wearing a gentle smile. She kept her head on her paws, her dark gaze shining with a bright sense as she tilted her head to the side. The young woman was glad that, even if it was just a little, she seemed to be helping Shadow out. It made her feel good to help others... Happier about herself and what she could do.

“I’m glad.” The young woman closed her eyes, twitching her ears once he spoke again. Why? “...because helping others is my calling. What I feel I was meant to do.” She’d glance at Shadow once more. “...and to me you’re not so bad. I think... I think you’re in the right to be angry with your old alpha. To want revenge.” Maria frowned, furrowing her brow. “I know of a poison... We could weaken him with it... Avenge your friend by killing him.” Even though she spoke of murder there was a certain naivety about her tone. Did Maria truly understand what taking the life of another wolf meant?