I'm too perfect for you

Speaks. This beloved goddess seemed casually amused with Deirdre's interest toward her. Maybe she was overreacting. No...she was doing just fine. If this woman was going to smirk or grin with amusement- so beat it. After all, she was a queen. Why couldn't people bow at her feet without getting a giggle? If Deirdre was a queen she'd force pathetic rogue's to bow to her. Not just a little head movement, but a full body down beneath her. Hah. How lovely would it feel to be treated like a queen. Even though the possibility seemed very low...it had always been the babe's dream. To be a queen. To rule like the wonderful goddess she was.
Even though Deirdre had meant the whole area as her home- the red-head explained to her that her pack resided in the north. And again the sooty woman grew interested. Her one eye that filtered that small bit of life brightened with interest yet again...and continued that way as this girl questioned her on why she had climbed the rocks. She didn't know exactly why she did, actually. Out of curiosity most likely. But she wanted to turn back right when she fell at first. Though decided not to anyhow. What the hell was she thinking?
The thought of her bruised chest suddenly made her groan. The agony from it finally came to her. She slowly lowered her chin to her chest and she shut her eyes vaguely. It took a few moments for her to stray away from the thought of the pounding and burning in the bruised area. But once she did, she lifted her head and hummed a reply to the red-head with ease. I as well love to travel and see the world for myself. So I guess you could say I'm just wandering. Was all the dame said, aching shoulders rolling forward easily.
Her chin rose a bit higher now, head cocking to the side, ear flicking back casually. She instantly added a portion of her thoughts to the statement. I guess me and you have a little bit in common then, eh? a wild smile stretched across her inky lips, tail continuing to pat weakly at the ground. Yeah...they just met. But why not make a few friends or allies while she was here? Maybe even join a pack... Hmm...so, miss Azalea. This pack you rule...did you challenge for it, or get it passed on to you? Deirdre reworded the question in her mind and found it a bit nosy. But it wouldn't hurt to tell her at all...would it?