You Know We Are Gonna

When the less than familiar voice rose up from behind her, she had not even moved a muscle. Her head turned slightly to barely recognize the brute that she had met only once when she was heavy yet still trying to provide for the band. She can't say she was ever expecting to meet him again though their one encounter was not very notable honestly. She was... perhaps in the same sour mindset only this time she had been filled with loss instead of pups. And it wasn't the only thing she hoping to be filled with.

As he continued speaking, her gaze moved back out to the pond of the willows, a very faint grin on the corners of her maw. She couldn't say just from those first few words alone she wasn't hoping he was more suggestive than she could have assumed. Duchess had found ways to make her feel better though not entirely and she chose to ignore what she needed more. What she had recently sought outside the band was really only a glimmer of a life she wanted whole. With Indigo? Maybe, but she didn't think there was anything she could do to make things right or understand that what she had with with him wasn't what she wanted for herself. She was only digging herself a bigger hole because of it.

"Fate to bring us together before I bathe?" She nearly teased him before stepping out into the slight chill of the western water, the lily pads rippled along the water from her disturbing the surface. Her paws carefully pulled water up he legs, and she had actually paid little mind to the brute who had actually made himself vulnerable to her before she left his side. Not that she really stood a chance against him, vulnerable or not.

"Duchess"