I'm just a sucker for pain

She didn't understand why she looked so confused at her words, a black marked brow raising up slightly. Did everyone just walk away from her when they found out? "I'm not exactly right in the head either, and my mother is bipolar as well. I'm no stranger to illnesses," she said, her shoulders shrugging in a nonchalant way. She wasn't quite sure what to think about two different personalities in one body, but she had had some nasty mood swings herself. Perhaps it was like that. But Ira was talking about it like it was a whole other wolf who shared a body with her, two minds running one machine. That was the part that she didn't quite understand. She called her Rava, the other woman that was inside her, but it would seem like Ira was the one in control. It was a little much to wrap her head around, but she wasn't going to blow her off because of it. It wasn't like she could help it, or could she? Shaking her head back and forth, she just decided that it was best to not think too much on it. There was no logical answer, she just had to settle with the fact that she would never know for sure.

A loud snort left the pale woman's nose as Ira said she was great at sex. "Mentally unstable seems to equal amazing at sex," she chuckled, referring more to herself. She never used to admit that she was bat-shit crazy, but after all her talks with Gethin she was starting to realize it more and more. She had always known that she was a masochist, there was no doubt about that. But she liked that part, it just wasn't everyone's favorite. Her ears flickered at the thought of the man who held a special place in her heart, wondering what he would think about all of this. Maybe he would join in? A large grin split her maw at that thought, her toes curling as her claws bit into the earth. He wasn't fond of sharing, but she could always show him how much fun it was.

"Speech"