take a sip

The babe blinked, her pink eyes narrowing as the older wolf's words began to sink in. Something about him unsettled her, but it wasn't fear; it was the strange familiarity in his scent, something faint yet tugging at the edge of her mind. She dismissed it quickly. Just a coincidence. Nothing more.

When he asked about her mother, though, her expression hardened. A flicker of something raw crossed her face, gone as quickly as it came. She puffed herself up, chin lifting in confidence and perhaps a bit of defiance.

"I don't think she would care where I am-" she said bluntly, her tone sharper than she intended. Her curled tail lashed behind her, betraying her unease. "I take care of myself, don't need anyone worrying about me." Ever since Deimos had taught her how to hunt prey bigger than rabbits, Inferna had been surviving relatively alright on her own, occasionally picking off meals brought by the pack.. but now she knew in Elysium's fall that she would be completely self-reliant. She didn't want to think about her mom, nor wonder if her mom ever thought about her. Her eyes grew a bit reflective.

She paused, glancing at him warily. "Why do you ask, mister Ronan? Not like you know her."

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