She had yet to be taught that invading one’s personal space was something that simply shouldn’t be done. It didn’t bother Provider, Brother, and the she-wolf of Red and White when she touched them. Brother was annoyed sometimes, but he welcomed touch. Provider was an entire different story. Sometimes he allowed touch and other times he did not. Other wolves that called the fields their home tolerated her touch, but they would easily try and get themselves slightly away from her. That Pretty Eyes would not only welcome her touch, but allow himself to brace himself into her, caused the shadowy girl to wag her tail back and forth in a rigorous manner. Her soft charcoal fur would mix into his golden and earthen fur, her ebony crown rubbing against his chest and underneath his head, inhaling his scent. She was marking him as her own. He was her thing. He was her possession and she wanted her Pretty Eyes to stay. His scent mixed with her own and her scent mixed with his confirmed that he would always be safe within the fields, especially from Provider. For a moment she stepped away her sickening reptilian eyes looked to see his own emerald gaze, his eyes were pretty, they were familiar, his eyes helped the young girl form a quick bond from the butterfly feels, causing her to think that he could be trusted. He was Pretty Eyes, her Pretty Eyes, but he had a name...a name she did not know until now. Softly she sounded out his name, attempting to try and please him.

“Rh..Rhe...Rhett...Rhett.”

When she says his name correctly, her crown lifts upwards proudly, as the dark shadowy fur on her chest begins to puff out in pride. Accomplished that she managed to sound out and say his name her focus on him shifts to the next matter at hand. Taika, the older she-wolf, was here with him. Surely she was here for her, and if that was the case, then Taika was food. Nevermore had never gone hunting for another wolf before, but she was aware that at times they were allowed to be eaten. It was when Taika decided to bare her teeth at her did the Princess of Asteraia’s kind and curious demeanor suddenly shift. She was a child of the Monster and the True Demon of Moladion, she was a puppy that was more in tuned to her natural instincts, and right now she was extremely agitated that Taika would have the audacity to bear her teeth at her. Taika showing her teeth along the border of the fields was a sign that she was challenging her, and Nevermore would not tolerate such a thing. At this point her mind was hissing in protest, how dare she challenge her, Nevermore would not allow this insolence to continue. At this time it did not matter if Taika was older than her, or bigger than her, Nevermore was assured she could make this she-wolf regret bearing her teeth at her. A low threatening noise that seemed nearly impossible to be heard from such a young one-year old began to grow within her chest. The silver tips of her fur began to spike upwards in a hostile manner, as her black lips pulled back to reveal her own sharp teeth. Dark-green eyes narrowed upon her target, her frame ready to propel her towards Taika until she felt the bob of Rhett’s paw on her cold black nose.

All thoughts to attack Taika were gone. Emerald eyes with a bit of sapphire looked upon Rhett for a moment, focused solely on him, watching as he dipped his body into a play bow. Thankfully this gesture caused her own form to lower, but in a puzzled manner, her mind attempting to clinch onto what she was wanting to do earlier. She wanted to attack, yes, but not Pretty Rhett. No no, not him, never him, but she wanted to attack...the one that bared her teeth. Briefly her eyes drifted away from Rhett and to the Taika as she walked away, that sudden desire to attack resurfaced. But the sound of Rhett’s play growl, and his constant jumping back and forth caused Nevermore to growl playfully back, ignoring Taika now. With a playful bark she pounced the spot where Rhett was before, until he continued to daces sideways, and she follows him. Yet when he began to straighten himself up, she stopped and mimicked his movements, tilting her head to the side unsure why he stopped playing. Both dark ears were pointed towards him as she listened to him explain. That she had done something wrong was unusual, she assumed she did everything correctly, and yet she gave the boy her attention. With such an innocent angelic face she speaks honestly, and ends her sentence with a wide grin.

“Yes, yes...understand. I...say it to hoppers...I thought...she was dumb like hopper.”

Well, it was her opinion and she assumed she was correct. Though she would tuck away this piece of information that Pretty Rhett had given her, and would use it, one day. For now though she takes a few steps closer to him. She is happy he is here. But she wants to know why. Why now? She knows the Mountains are far away. She does not want him to leave her. Does not want to wonder where he was or where he was going. She liked the boy that approved of her butterfly. She likes that grin he gives her and she happily pulls her black lips back, revealing her teeth, her own form of a grin, although truly it looks like an insane sneer. She sits herself right at his side, pressing her shoulder into his chest, as she gently pokes her muzzle into his own, all in a playful manner. He was light, the masculine energy with spirit, heat, hardness, activity, and day. While she was dark, the feminine energy, with passivity, softness, matter, cold, and night. They were opposites and yet they worked well together, whether they knew it or not. That he has chosen to stay here, to live with her, brings her much happiness. She would not be alone. The others were nice to her, Brother spent as much time as he would tolerate, but maybe....maybe Pretty Rhett would understand her, then she won’t be so alone. Her tail continues to wag happily as she then bumps her muzzle against his own, before she gently nips underneath his chin, speaking happily.

“You stay...for me? Galileo he is my favorite...he is small like me...I want Pretty...Rhett to stay. Rrrrhet stay with meeeeeee?”