Last night she was murdered

Abelinda merely watched the brute standing there and with a sigh that head lifted a bit, knowing she couldn't keep teaching him about these emotions. He wasn't a pup and she wasn't a mother at least not yet. Perhaps in time she could be however such a thing would be a long ways off until it happened, the dame wouldn't do so out of lust unless she had no other choice preferring a suitor then anything. ?Good and perhaps I should; I do have some things to do as I'm sure you do as well Oddity.? Speaking lightly as she turned the dame would begin off to speak with her brother before anything els. Who knew what els she'd find to get into along the way..

Abel exits?