The Tangle pure beast and skin

The good thing about the territory is the easy ability to hear someone coming from a distance (of course, it doesn’t silence her maneuvering and they can easily do the same) but she swings her head around the moment something comes from a distance. Thuringwethil remains still for a moment, tail sticking out straight behind her and her head held high until he comes into view. Dark slate eyes narrow, watching as he sorts through what’s going on and stumbling over his words.

More reassurance follows in the form of admitting to being gay but she barely acknowledges he’s said anything at all. Her jaw remains tense while she remains silent, simply watching to see if the other will prove his lack of harm and leave or if he’ll try and push his luck.