Sunspire Mountains blood-waltz

he didn't even try to repeat the name, but he was curious; if she named it, was it hers? also who even named things like that. "Casmir," he proffered instead, rolling the syllables of her odd name over in his head. she was staring at him, still and silent like a gargoyle, and it unnerved the boy, sending his hackles bristling at a potential implied threat. yet he smoothed out the fur and shook his ruff, standing up. 

"are you a leader, then?" the boy inquired, although from her demeanour he knew this already. still, he wanted confirmation. maybe even information.