Otatso Wetlands Following the stream up north

Scarlett grew uncomfortable with the other dark female. How come all the dark furred females she met were dark of personality. Sen was rather cynical, Lacina was out of her mind, Meldresi was her friends but undoubtedly dangerous and this woman before gave the red eyed female a bad vibe. Her blood like orbs stayed on the female without hesitation. What her inner turmoil was she couldn't show. She needed to appear fearless. In a way this was a perfect exercise. 

"She is familiar with these wetlands. She is a healer. She has knowledge of plants," she returned, clearly confident that Néa wasn't dead yet. Scarlett hoped she wasn't, it would break her heart. "But since you haven't seen her I won't take up more of your time," Scarlett returned politely. She wasn't turning  her back on the black female just yet. Scarlett didn't trust this stranger.