Contemplations

Well the wraith hardly meant any harm in the least for she was a part of the pack, willingly or not Abelinda could hardly care less about such matters in the least save for their loyalty. Chuckling lightly the ghost offer a bit of a smirk. ?True enough; a man always enjoys when his pleased.? The statement was true enough without saying; flicking an ear those ghostly eyes remained on the fiery fea.

A playful smirk crept upon those lips as fiery dame asked as to whom she was. ?Abelinda, sister to the King.? Such flowed from her maw more then once these days; strange as it all was but alas the wraith was getting used to repeating such a thing for those who lacked the knowledge of whom Abelinda was. ?And your self? No doubt one of the many broods he has claimed.? Musing as she was Abelinda remained in place simply watching the other.