Jael gives a little giggle at Modesty's words, her tail flickering behind her. "If we're lucky," a little smile tugging at the corner of her lips, too. Was she relaxing a little? Only time would tell. "I can start taking stock of the archipelago, too?" Jael's gaze was wide on Modesty's face, a genuine offer. The pools had been a project she assigned herself, in the absence of an assignment. If there were things that needed doing, real helpful things... the look on her face is plain. Jael wants to help.
"They mostly handle it, and even the tame ones don't take super kind to... us sniffing around when they're vulnerable. Can't blame 'em much. If we could hire a livestock guardian, one that isn't a wolf at all, they're usually a more welcome sight." Jael's words are... she's thinking as she speaks. Never is she more acutely aware that she's caught in the middle. The stock will never see her as entirely safe. She will always have to worry that strangers don't see her as a wolf, and she'll be in danger because of that.
Jael will love her goats all the same. She'll just need Modesty more, too. Need runs in her system, even if it's subconscious. The same subconscious need that has her leaning in, while she stands beside the woman. Oh, to have the desire to apologize for desire, bone-deep need. Need with teeth that sinks in, that won't let her go. Jael will not admit it, and she won't give it heed. Not now. For now, she has goats to collect.
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