oh ho

Hanako smiled along with the sound of his laughter, rump wiggling in tandem with her tail. She couldn't really get where he was coming from, since she used to be a social butterfly and all, but it sorta made sense. If they had what they wanted and needed why bother going out? It was a habit she fell into more often than she'd realised, all too eager to take advantage of everyone else's hard work and still reap the benefits. Just her nature, nothing really deep about it. Like not being able to see your nose unless you made an effort to look, sort of deal.

At his explanation it all clicked into place, hazy memories focusing and becoming clearer as the sands of time shifted aside. She recalled how needlessly rude and callous he'd been, snapping words and loathing glares as though her existence was a personal affront. She did well to cling onto her smile, to pretend she wasn't the sort of girl who clung onto grudges and grievances like comfy pelts and silken drapes. Maybe he hadn't really meant it at the time, but his insults had hit the mark perfectly and the damage done.

Why were the hot ones always so mean? And why she was always tempted to look past this kinda stuff, just to worm her way deeper.

"Ahhh."  She said, reminding herself this was still business. It really had been too long, she felt a little flabby and out of practice. "Water under the bridge then."

She took his prodding in stride, his question and curiosity was natural, most wolves didn't like a stranger sniffing around their home. Even if said wolf was exceptionally pretty.

"Well to be honest, I was cooped up for the Long Night and just wanted to stretch my legs. I sort of...hoped to run into a new face, so this isn't a diplomatic thing but I can pass something onto the Warlord if you wish." She flicked her tail to gesture at herself, a glorified messenger.