Fake It If You Don't Belong

Amber eyes would travel where the mother pointed, committing their names to her memory. Kefka, Mephistopheles. Phew, that was a mouth full, but she was sure there was a nickname somewhere in there. Nevertheless, they were beautiful names, and somehow fit them perfectly from what she could see. "It's a pleasure to meet the both of you." She would grin at the pair before her ears perked and eyes flashed back to their mother upon hearing another name. Agria was her name, yet another one to store away for later recollection. "It's wonderful to meet you, Agria. Yes, Serene, that's right." She would nod her head, happy that someone here knew her name, knew she existed at the very least. She would hope that one day she knew everyone, and everyone knew her, but at the rate things were going so far, that seemed like years away.

Hearing that miss Agria wasn't born here surprised her, and upon hearing that she had joined this pack with her mate, who she would assume was the sire of her pups, made her smile warmly. It was a beautiful gesture, to follow her mate to his homeland, to his family. The fawn woman could only imagine how scary that must've been, as she was in a similar boat, but at least the magenta woman had a lover by her side to comfort her. Serene had no one... yet. "I hope to be fortunate enough to meet him one day. What is his name, if I may ask?" That way if she was ever to run into him by chance, she would know who he was. Amber eyes glanced back down at the young ones, her tail wagging softly. She wanted nothing more than to play with them, to run around laughing with them. It was her own desires she was showing; to have pups of her own, a loving mate, a perfect life. Agria had everything she wanted, and Serene was happy for her, but sad she did not have it as well.