Mischief maker

One of those names Oh goodie, something to look forward to. She wondered what sort of derogatory nickname they’d develop for her. She could see she wouldn’t be able to get out of answering. She looked at the paws of Ignita and responded. “Vesper, My Lady.” She introduced herself.

Lady Ignita certainly didn’t carry herself like a slave. She seemed to Vesper to be more like a Lady, and she easily called the towering Warlord ‘Bas’ without a second thought. She was a wolf comfortable in this pack, and treated well. She doubted any of these wolves had slashed her in the face.

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