The ebony girl blushed slightly at such a warm compliment from Venin. No-one had ever complimented Titania in her life, well except for her mother, until she passed away. From then, Titania was probably considered useless from her father, though she could only remember flashes from her early pup-hood. She tried not to forget her smiling and delicate mother, oh how she yearned for those sweet memories once more.
But her name? What did it mean? Why was it so special? Though she chuckled at her compliment.
"Venin is also a pretty name," She spoke in a warm tone. "I'm sure it means something."
The girl sat down by the pond, staring at the rippling reflection of herself. She tried to count how many frogs and tadpoles she could see, but the pond was just full of those creatures. She calmly sighed, staring down at the black girl who looked back at her with curious green gems.
"What's your story? she asked as emerald orbs glimmered across the pond, though she quickly added. "But you don't have to share it if you don't want to, I understand."
She hoped Venin wouldn't mind if she told her some of her past. Though she understood if it was something she would not want to share. She could relate to that. Titania also had a sad tale for her early pup-life. Though she tried not to think about that. Think about the future, not the past.