Here's The Thing

*Peregrine* · 08-23-2016, 10:59 AM

Peregrine was apparently right to be wary. From now on whenever she saw Ricochet thinking she was gonna turn around and go the other way. The dark fae unloaded a heap of information that Peregrine had never known. I mean it wasn't like she blamed Ricky, Peregrine hardly ever spoke about her past either. She didn't have a family to return to really, or at least she didn't know where she'd ever begin to look. She felt no attachment to them. If one of them waltzed up to her borders she would... what? She didn't feel strongly any one way or another. Clearly that wasn't the case here.

Ricochet admittedly that she enjoyed Pere's company, and Peregrine too had come to appreciate the yearlings cynical sense of humor, her cutting wit that was seemed beyond her years. Peregrine opened her mouth to say so but Ricochet cut her off, and the earthen woman laughed. Ricochet was a good wolf to have at your side, not only because she could muscle her way around, but because she was loyal and uplifting. Peregrine took a long moment to think before answering. Was the girl making any sense? Well, yes and no. But Peregrine wasn't quite sure where to begin.

She started with a deep breath. "Look, I mean... I don't..." Okay, lets try again. She let the breath out with a huff. "I don't have strong feelings for my kin, so I can't claim to understand, but..." What was she going to do, force Ricochet to stay? Hell no. That would compromise everything she'd worked to become in her life, but the thought of maybe no seeing the girl any more, certainly not as frequently, was just as upsetting. "I couldn't force you to stay. I wouldn't. Whatever you chose to do, you have my support." It was odd to hear her voice so sober in her own ears. It sounded queer, and she realized it was quite possible that it had never been voiced before in her entire life. "Your brother would be welcome here as well, if he chose. Otherwise, your ass better be howling at my borders at least once a moon," she said, and this time she did smile. It was genuine but she could not chase a small sparkle of disappointment from her molten eyes.

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