easy breezy lemon squeezie

Miss Ivy didn't seem like much of a talker, but the point was that the woman was trying. Willoughby could appreciate that. she also knew that compared to most wolves, she was a bit more talkative and open with her feelings. she realized that some wolves kept themselves guarded until they were comfortable with another being, so she never held it against another. she still kept her dreamy little smile on her face as she listened to Ivy speak.

"I see" so the other woman had been on her own for a while too. Willoughby did not smell any others on her coat from this proximity but they could have faded. it was a sad thought that Ivy was alone, but then again she was alone too. but she chose to be; having not approached any packs to join or asked to accompany a lone wolf or two... "I hope the fates are continually kind" how wrong she would be in the coming months "and bless us with safe travels."

but they also said experience - however bad - gives you character. "and I hope this lake stays like this for a long time" she chuckled warmly, looking across the waters once more. it would be a shame if it was tarnished or tainted. the view was lovely and the company even lovelier. though Bee had enough tact to reel herself back. "are there other Wreckages in Boreas?" she looked back to Ivy with curiosity. she'd feel better if she knew the other woman had family.