Don't Fake This

He confirmed that he had indeed attended the wedding. She couldn't remember half the faces she saw there. "There were so many new faces there." It was overwhelming almost. His chuckled reached her lips as she was finally able to say his rank. So he was new to his pack. She couldn't remember how long she been part of Valhalla, it seemed like forever. She was happy to be residing there, she enjoyed the pack, her rank.

He had heard her stomach and gave her a quizzical look for breaking into a smile. His offer for dinner was welcomed. "That would be wonderful." An easy smile spread across her face. She had realized how comfortable she was around him. It was odd. She usually was a little more sky. She gave a lick to the scar that marred her chest, a tick of her that she didn't really about, it just happened. Her gaze returned Pontifex, "What sounds good?" She pushed herself to her paws, tail wagging gently.

OOC- terrible :(

"speech" thought