Looking at Bones, Fara could feel her future starting to unfold before her. While she may be thinking too far ahead.. there was just something about Bones that made her feel.. happy. Feel butterflies in her stomach. Fara hadn't felt this way before. She had never felt this way about the Prince she had been bethrothed too, and she would have never felt this way about him. Memories flashed back to her about her old life, and how far away that all seemed even though it had been merely a few days ago. Since then, Fara had grown butterfly wings. It seemed like the world was mocking her - making her truly look like some damsel that needed saving. Someone who was too weak to defend herself. Maybe that was true.. Fara had run from the crowd after being accused of her Father's murder.. After her mother had framed her. Fara was still in disbelief that her mother would stoop so low, a mother she considered to be her best friend.

"Yes, you're correct." Bones words cut through her flashback and spooked her back into the real world. She was here, safe, and smiling at a man who she'd found intensly intriguing. After she had introduced herself, he spoke once again. "No, I know. You're not a very easy face to forget, Fara." Feeling her face heating up, the woman glanced away shyly and stretched out her wings, wincing slightly in pain at the cold. "If you'd like, we could talk more inside. I don't want you to be in pain from the cold, it's pretty warm in there." A bit of surprise, but the ex-Princess gave him a gentle nod. He ushered her inside the walls of his den, and she slid past him, fur slightly brushing up against his. Her fur heated up slightly at the brush against him, but she lowered her haunches in his den and wrapped her tail around her paws.

The woman stretched out her wings a bit, feeling the warmth spreading back into them. She could actually feel them again. A bit of a laugh left her lips, before looking down at the ground. "Thank you, Bones. You're sweet." She giggled gently, turning her pink gaze upon the man again. Assuming he entered the den, the woman glanced around and enjoyed the sight. It was cozy, it was warm.. She couldn't have done a better job. Hell, she didn't even know how to make a den. Back home, everything was made for her. Until.. just a few days ago. A saddened look quickly crossed her features but she brushed it off before Bones could pick up on anything. "We're basically strangers. I don't want to be.." She spoke to him, confessing that. "Tell me something about yourself? If you'd like. If it'd make you feel more comfortable, I could share something about me." Fara tilted her head, pressing her wings tightly against her side. She wasn't nervous around this man, in fact, she'd never felt more comfortable.