"If I am not welcomed, then I shall make a swift departure."
Crochet's eyes were fixed on the nightmares that were now clustered together, their eyes, hooves, and feathers glowing in the darkness. She was aware that the fence was close behind her, if she had to retreat then she would be out of danger fairly quickly. Her past had been painful, but yet it made her wise when dealing with others of her kind.
When she heard the comment from her newly discovered uncle, Crochet's ears flicked sideways, but she chose to ignore it. Crochet let silence fall between herself and the herd, her body slowly was relieved of tension and her mark wasn't troubling her now. She let the silence linger a little longer before she decided to try something conversation.
"Why do you dwell here?"
It was a question that didn't have to be answered, but yet she was curious to know. Her aunt was a powerful nightmare, but yet she was living amongst humans, or maybe she wasn't...Crochet really didn't care. As for herself...she had been born amongst humans and had been wild on and off, her current establishment seemed like it would be permanent.
