Korva didn't even know what to say. She wasn't very used to exposing her thoughts and feelings to other people. She wished someone would show her around the territory a bit, and also that she could start her training as a healer as soon as possible. She was also surprised that the chief was a healer. He hadn't mentioned that when he had first met her at the border... had he? It was hard to remember now - at the moment, so much adrenaline had been rushing through her system that the whole exchange was a bit of a haze now. She was quiet for a few awkward moments, trying to think of what to say. Hopefully, she thought, her social skills would get better the longer she stayed in the pack. The light brown she-wolf noticed that the horse was a bit uneasy, and that Liliana was trying to comfort the creature in order to make it comfortable. Perhaps Korva was the same way.
“I've, um, never ridden a horse,” ventured the femme shyly, although she wasn't asking for a ride. Making conversation seemed to be a bit of a task for her.
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