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There were very little times that Genevieve came across conflict. Or perhaps not conflict; but something akin to it. Ordinarily, she had a calculative eye that was rather observant and picked up on little details. One needed to have an eye for these things, if they were to not be in the situation she had been where she had required saving. Yet with all of her skill, Genevieve was completely oblivious to her best-friends bride unease of her, or perhaps it was dislike. To Genevieve, Elowyn was simply shy with wolves she didn't know too well or perhaps it was just a bit strange, having someone from Tet's past with them. So she thought little of it, wanting Elowyn to come to her on her own terms, opening up as not something one could rush and Genevieve was not in the business of forcing one out of their comfort zone unless she thought it a healthy need.
She felt at ease back with Tet though certainly she found herself missing portions of her old life and wondering quite curiously where her husband had gotten himself to given the fact that they had ventured to find Tet and his bride together. Despite all of the attempts that she had made to become strong and independent, Genevieve still sometimes could not shake the need for the safety that her best-friend provided for her. The attack... it had been one that had shaken her to her core and ultimately, the thing that brought the dark knight and the rose together. It had bonded them, a trauma bond that had manifested into something healthier yet sometimes... Genevieve could not help but feel unsafe without him in her eyeline.
Something that she had noticed didn't always match the pattern; for sometimes it was her worry over his safety and not the other way around. Terribly capable, of that she had no doubt for his abilities and skills yet it was a paranoid fear that had Genevieve pushing herself to do better. Perhaps that was why she had not bounced at Tet's side and instead gravitated towards Elowyn and the girl she found to be called Aerith. A little later than she had anticipated, for she was trotting over when she saw the event, small as it was, unfold. A woman in the distance who did not scream welcome strangers! and Gen caught the mumbled towards from Elowyn to Aerith and Genevieve lifted her chin with a vibrant smile as she cast it towards the dark woman in the distance.
Unlikely for her to see the gesture from there, Genevieve made certain her body language was easy and relaxed as she sniffed, wanting to ensure that if the dark woman was observing the group that she saw nothing of aggression in Genevieve. They had not crossed any borders, that much was obvious so she wondered what the staredown was for. "Elowyn, lovely, are you quite all right?" she cooed softly, dandelion yellow eyes curious and genuine as she enquired after the cream-pelted woman. "Have you met the wolf before?" She posed the question quietly, still smiling though now it was smaller, softer as she wondered. Had she missed something?
Had there been an interaction with a pack that had gone sour? Genevieve didn't quite like the idea of that and she took note of the scents as they graced the air, lingering on the distance though the only one for certain was the dark woman. Her gaze cast towards the pale-pelted woman at Elowyn's side and she grinned, "forgive me, fair-love, I've just come in and not even introduced myself! My name is Genevieve," she dipped her head with a wag of her tail, intent on not allowing the looming presence of the strange woman to affect her in the slightest. She had met worse, after all.^^
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