slipping up

She felt as if she had pried into something she shouldn't have. Vahva had her fair share of short comings even though they weren't much, but didn't mean it hurt less. So she looked off to the side for a moment, so he was like her sort of. She sure had her love cut out for her with her mother, but things all went to shit eventually and there wasn't anything you could do about it besides through your head out and rip things apart in anger. He returned the question though, and she didn't mind sharing, since it wasn't much of a story.

Vahva had a weird feeling that she was moving along too fast, but she didn't mind much. "My birth was a mistake, so for the most part lots of Valhallans would look at me funny. When I was a pup a volcano exploded, the one that moved the packs here. I spent the rest of the days with my mom until she died. So I've really been alone all along besides for the times my mother would protect me." She flicked her tail back and forth. See it wasn't much, but it had been enough to piss her off at least. She smiled a little bit, "Worlds full of asses so I try to make the most of it." she commented. Vahva never found time to have fun anymore, there was just no point.

"speech"