For whatever reason, his response served only to amuse her further. Raheerah was caught somewhere between annoyance and amusement himself - eventually, though, the dreary nature of the beast won out and the only emotion spawned from the woman's reaction was irritation. As peculiar as her enthusiasm may have been, Raheerah was in no mood to be rendered a mere concept. "Iiiff yoouu kneeww the naaturree of thiiss braanding. Yoou woould noott bee so quiick too admiiirre." He hissed, his head turned still to look over the smaller female. If the extraordinary pack she spoke of was the Vale, then Raheerah would need to correct her in that, too; there was nothing particularly interesting about the wolves that resided in the valley, at least, not so that he would attempt to convince her to see them.

His lips suddenly cracked into another wicked grin as he rose to his paws. His voice remained as a remnant of the tone he adopted prior, existing as a dull hum trailing from his final word. It picked back up again as he fixed her within his singular gaze. "Orr perhaaps it iiss becaause youu seek a braandinng of yoour oowwwn." Raheerah rumbled and maneuvered his body towards her in a single, snake-like step, a morbidly curious approach that would mimic the nature of his observation. Was that why she spoke his appearance so fondly? Did she seek to look like him? Well, he could easily make that happen.

He expected the smaller female hadn't been intending on getting into any trouble today. She didn't seem like the type to antagonize - in fact, she seemed more childish and naive than anything. It was logical for him not to blame her for her curiosity, but he did anyways. So when she shied away from him, he only stepped closer, arching his neck slightly as if to get a better look at her. The beast wrinkled his nose as he looked her over. "Yoooou originaate froom the Plateaauu." He pointed out lowly. There was some distaste on his tongue as he spoke of the Plateau, but otherwise his body language remained neutral. "Dooo teell mee hooww youur leeader fares. Hawwkeeyyyeee, yess?"

Raheerah wasn't typically so chatty. In fact, he actually didn't care at all how Hawkeye was. He would be content if she were dead as a result of her own devices, but the beast had really only met her once, and it wasn't really fair of him to judge. But at the same time, it hadn't been fair of her to judge them, either; to turn them from their borders claiming their hierarchy had no room for the weary travelers. He held a grudge against the foolish woman from that day, if only because her actions had been a slight against his Lham. She was lucky that her rejection had not caused Lham to waste away in the wilderness, lest Raheerah hunt her down and tear her apart.

The dragon had to keep himself from uttering a dismayed snort at her answer. He had hoped that something had become of the foolish woman, but it seemed her overflowing hierarchy was keeping her in good health. He remained silent, that single eye retaining its glimmer of mild amusement. He eyed her as though she were merely a form of entertainment for him - if she was to overstep her boundaries into his solitude, then he would put her to use. "Mmmyyy hoome is iin the moountaains." The beast answered nonchalantly, glancing away to point his muzzle towards the towering spires that sliced through the North. She needn't know anything of the Vale - if she wasn't aware of the pack by his scent, then Raheerah didn't feel it necessary to elaborate.

"But. I suuggest that suuch a sssliight thiing as yoourseeelf shooould avoiid themmm. Theere aare monsteerrrs thaat roaam theeir shaadooowws." He added, again as nonchalant as ever, and looked back at her. His goal wasn't necessarily to drive her away; rather, he hoped to instill some curiosity in her, if only in part with his sick and twisted desires. A hunger to lure her from the safety of her pack and pick her apart, play games, whatever he could do to satisfy the lust for violence that inevitably pumped through his veins. His gaze remained unmoving from her, holding firm an unnerving stare despite the vague amusement in his expression.

It seemed his ultimate goal had been accomplished. He had sufficiently unsettled her, enough so that at the summoning of her Alpha, she dismissed herself almost immediately. Even before that, he could tell; in the nervous laughter that pursued her words and the silence that had overcome her after moments. He watched as she moved away, snorting quietly to himself. The encounter was something of an interesting one, but in the end, useless. He was alone again, and that was the way he preferred it; the beast returned to the edge of the stream and reclined to his stomach once more, satisfied.