I'm Out Of Reason

Duchess nodded her head again in agreement, glad that they would take her offer or form of payment in the hunt and more so allow her to stay inside the pack. Her intentions would have never been ill will while staying inside as a loner, but they couldn't have known that for sure. She wouldn't move forward onto their lands until they did, welcoming her physically.

She giggled quietly as the brute described a reason for liking the pursuit of the hunt. In her heart she couldn't agree or even relate, but the way she was acting was probably showing the result and the growing need for her intentions. She was careful with exactly how she reacted to both of them because she wouldn't have tried to steal the brute away from his mate, a queen, right before her eyes. It may have been different had they been frolicking out in the meadows somewhere, she would have cared little then.

She had the more serious matters in discussion with the queen, but the brute certainly had a different kind of her attention if only quick and subtle. She addressed Manea, "I'd like to get settled before I call to meet him if that's alright with you."

"Duchess"