Blacktail Deer Plateau changing the shape

It seems that she cannot hunt without interruption, but she never resents it. The swarthy woman loves the randomosity of life, and that includes unexpected encouters - these are her favorite, actually. This time, a  fluffy gray male approaches her, his deep amber eyes seeming to hold a familiar kindness, and she is reminded of Grayday. Perhaps these two are related? He speaks without a smile, though his voice is soft and somewhat inviting. 

Thanks, yeah, I'm Kaevo, she returns after being welcomed. He informs her that he is indeed related to Grayday, a brother, and with this the similarities are explained. How are you? she wonders quietly, her voice quite soft, fiestiness lessened by the thoughts she is having and the subsequent mood she is in.