Pushing boundaries

To be honest Faith didn't have a particular opinion on the loose border policy between Ashen and the Armada, outside of how often it brought heathens tromping through the holy grounds that were the shrine. But as she continued to try and understand the way the uninitiated lived their lives she would just have to accept that those who did not revere the lands as she did would walk upon those hallowed grounds.

And so she could sort of understand the edge to the way the other young woman approached her. Faith blinked slowly at the other girl, slowly taking her in. Though she looked a bit older than herself Faith was an inch or two taller, and she was a bit bulkier than Faith was though not as much as some of her cousins' she'd seen. Ultimately it gave her a rather nice and balanced look, in stark contrast to Faith's more fragile, dancer-like build.

The young woman spoke and Faith filed her name away in her mind. "Faith Abraxas." She said and gave a dip of her head, "And to be honest I was merely curious." Her voice and words were the carefully curated tone and formality she'd been taught from an early age though there was a sort of nervous undertone to her voice, Gossamer while not as brilliant as even some of her own siblings still had her own charms and despite it all was still only the second wolf Faith had met outside of her family. "I've not had many chances before now to explore much beyond where I grew up." She cleared her throat suddenly self-conscious about it, though she knew why her mother had been so careful with them. Suddenly she felt she'd been staring too long at the other girl and very suddenly she had to look anywhere but the other young woman, feeling her face flush a little.