On Edge

His smile lingered, and she allowed hers to fully form on her face. As he spoke, she gave a small laugh. "Only someone special can collect me. I am a rare treasure indeed!" He rumbled in his throat, and she found herself making a soft purring growl as he spoke of overseeing an occupied Abaven. "I would like to tag along if you didn't mind. It can be dreadfully lonely out here, and I get bored. I definitely love to inspire others!" She smiled fully, a rare display for the demonic princess.

Surely, she could find her footing in a pack. Dea would be able to learn more, be more. Her sights were set high, and she longed to reach them. For now, she would be content with working her way up the ranks. "You can tell me more about your God on the way, right?" She gave a rather excited giggle, an oddity on its own, and spoke again, "I want to learn all I can." Dea lifted an eager paw, waving her earth colored tail about. What would a pack even be like?