Flurry had hung back somewhat from the two women as the trio had made the trek to the Armada. In truth Flurry wasn't totally sure why she'd asked to tag along when her mother had mentioned taking Jael up north to look for livestock. She'd said it was to cash in a tour she'd been promised but while yeah, she did want to see the purple Fatalis girl again she also wasn't holding out hope. Flurry was starting to come to grips with the fact it seemed she wasn't what others considered relationship material. Flurry enjoyed a good no strings attached fuck sure, had with one man already but well... It wasn't like she had any real companions her own age. Not even a single goddamn friend. Wasn't that sad? And she was starting to feel awkward around most wolves at this point... And wolf-dogs. She'd not been able to get the expression Jael had worn after Flurry had spoken up about a lack of big prey during their visit to the beach... Flurry was pretty damn sure she'd walked away from that looking like an idiot to everyone. And really... Were they wrong? But it meant she'd not felt comfortable really walking with the group, she'd kept her head down and simply followed.
And now that they were here and had been let in? Flurry didn't really know what to do with herself. Curiosity and her normally more adventurous nature was clashing with the more self aware and anxious part of her. She wanted to explore and she also didn't want to trespass. So she sort of did neither. Dithering like an idiot. She'd walked away from the two older women and now... Now she just sorts hovered at the edge of the market, sort of just casually hoping she'd spot the Fatalis Princess... She didn't even have the girls name, couldn't even come-a-calling.
