Hastily the femme would fight against her crude comment about her deciding to attack Fayelon, it wasn't that she didn't think she would, just a precaution. Since it was her habit when females or some males got close to her she backed away just a tad, leaving a great distance from them so that she didn't have time to analyze or examine Faye. When she said she was glad to have met her Fayelon was a little thrown off guard because not many people would say such a thing to someone like her. But she took it as a compliment and smiled warmly at the younger fae. "Good. Guess that means I won't have to maul you after all." The onyx she-wolf chuckled, flashing her grin as she implied her joke. Then again, was she really joking? Who would know..
Fayelon rolled her shoulders in effort to ease the stiffness in their joints, cautiously sitting back on her haunches while her tail wrapped neatly around her foundations. Both royalty? Now how Esarosa born to royalty? That is one question she'd like to know, how did she compare to Fayelon in this category? She took an intake of oxygen, breathing ancient tunes to the girl. "Dear, you say your royalty.. to whom were your parents? Where exactly did you come from? If you don't mind me asking?" With that being said she'd listen carefully to the other black females loaded question. Tilting her head slightly in wonder.. did she ever really just watch the sunset? She hasn't had the time to sit and watch as the sun sets beyond the horizon. Then again, Fayelon has never done such a thing. So her answer was sweet and simple, "no, I have not."
