When her sister appeared her gaze warmed and a smile graced her features but when her sister asked if she was okay, her smile faltered. “I hate that wolf. These wolves. I am trying to do my best and make everyone proud but If I were bigger and older I would have challenged him on the spot for speaking to me the way he did. I tried to be respectable and hopefully, miss Zelda will understand. I caution you in the mountains and perhaps the plains but the other places seemed kind enough.” Her voice trailed off the business like mannerisms didn’t really exist with her sister. “I have missed you. It would have been nice to have you by my side to keep me company. Promise me someday you will consider going with me?” Mara spoke with a new spark of hope in her eyes.

A delicate muzzle extended to her sister with the hopes her sister would nuzzle her in return. Pausing a moment her smile lingered and her gaze was warm as she looked her sister over. “What about you dear one? I am sure you had some marvelous adventures and don’t think I didn’t notice that boy eyeing you at the party in the mountains.” her tones were light and humorous she wanted to brighten up her own mood so it wasn’t that farfetched she would change the topic to someone she preferred and when she thought about the party she couldn’t help but think of her visit to Iromar and even her tail swayed slightly at the thought of the boy and while she wouldn’t deny it should her sister question it she was cautious to speak freely after all she wasn’t the best with getting to know others.

Mara knew she was young and perhaps not the best with others. The hesitation to return home was something that would have been easy enough to read but being young she could only grow and learn after all. “I may have let them down. I may come off as cold and formal, disapproving and harsh but I did what I thought was right.” Her voice turned into a soft sigh as she looked into her sister's eyes to gain a comfort Warpaint may not have even known she provided. Warpaint was the warmth she needed and the companion she desired, even if she failed in everything else Mara Sov would always do her best to be everything she could and more if only for the sake of her sister. Warpaint would always be the reason she was careful in what she did because Mara could never allow anything to happen to her.