Tranquility

Her ear twitched - she had.. semi considered the consequences. Not fully, though, and Ash's words did make her realize more. Hm. "I would hope not," she said softly. "But I do understand what you say. It's why I won't stray too far now - not like I was as a healer." Oh - should she have admitted that? Admitted that at this time, the alpha wasn't a fighter, but rather... a healer? While good for diplomacy and talking with others (on occasion), she would likely fall to an experienced fighter, unless lucky.

As the boy - young man - flopped on his side, she glanced over at him. One day - an aggressor, challenging her at the gates of the pack. Another day - relaxing, somewhat, around her. She couldn't read him. She read him first as an upstart, and a complete jerk, but he wasn't acting like that now. In fact, he sounded... even understanding. How strange, but she would roll with it. She didn't... really want more conflict. She'd gotten enough from... everyone else.

"Just a bit, yeah." Understatement? Maybe. Most of the pack had left the moment Bass did, despite the fact he was supposed to return. They said it was because Bass was no longer there, but all of them... they all knew he was supposed to come back, and they abandoned Abaven anyway. When Bass did come back, she wondered how She glanced away as he mentioned Sparrow, and sighed just a little. "Sparrow is... she took it hard. I don't blame her one bit. She thinks I'm lying, or her father lied. She's suspicious of everything I said. I don't know if she actually thinks I took over the pack and was lying about Bass, or if... she's just taking her anger and frustration out on me." Her tone was sad - she hated this. She hated the conflict, the anger at her, the anger at Bass.

When Ash rolled on his side, she shot him a sharp glance, a glance that only intensified at what sounded like a sincere offer. Her eyes flashed, and she opened he mouth to reject - when he spoke again, saying he was joking. But was he really? Her eyebrow raised as he continued, though, and she snorted briefly. "You don't need to worry about us charging into any more wars." Not for a long while, anyway. She had... no intention of ever really doing that." She didn't respond to the rest of it, though it made her wonder - why? So, she asked. "Why are you trying to look out for Abaven?" He wasn't part of it, and Sparrow, well... if she came to the edge of the pack lands, she could leave too.

Her thoughts were interrupted by his continuation, and she snorted in abrupt laughter. "Medium, very hostile prey that actually can think. Most of the time." She snroted again, shaking her head. Yeah, in a way, that was true.