Show Me Your Ways

Iris dipped her head in a small nod to Artorias as he apologized for what she had gone through, giving him a reassuring smile. She didn't feel one way or another about her past. It certainly wasn't pleasant and she wouldn't voluntarily send time thinking about it, but it didn't hurt her to talk about it either. She felt detached from her past, as if a different wolf had experienced those things instead of herself. The only time her trauma really showed itself was when a male was close enough to touch her and her instincts made her tense, but otherwise she was able to move on fairly easily.

She was more bothered by having to tell this to such a young wolf than she was having to talk about it in general, but as Sirius spoke about how her story was an example of an abuse of strength she supposed she understood it better. She was happy to be an example if it was being used as a cautionary tale. She nodded and offered Sirius a small smile as well at his thanks and once he gave her the option to return to her work she rose to her paws. "Thank you, sir. A pleasure to meet you, Artorias," she said softly before turning to return to the herbs she had been processing.

"Iris"