unlike the summer, I'm the moon, I'll bring the sun down

Haha, no problem!

The softest of growls pierced the silence after Lakhesis announced her name, and she took a slow, wary step backwards. While she not a fearful wolf, she was cautious around those who were much larger than herself — especially ones who were so quick to anger. She was no fighter. The stranger was quick to relax, however, apologising and offering her own name with a dip of her head. The witch tilted her own head again, returning a light-hearted smile and accepting her apology with a sweep of her tail.

Silence settled again which Lakhesis was in no hurry to break. She studied this Sien, the tip of her tail flicking back and forth as she did so. Young. Strong. Her face was long, almost exotic-looking, and framed by darker speckles of brown. She was not who she was looking for...but perhaps she could still be of some use.

The coywolf stood unflinching even as Sien stumbled over her words, seemed to cringe, and then paused before a quickly adding a footnote to her messy introduction. She huffed a laugh in her throat, not particularly caring how awkward the other female felt, instead finding her antics amusing. Her purpose. The question made the girl's tail stop it's waving, and she took a step forward, nose twitching as she breathed in Sien's scent. "You are sick," she stated bluntly, skipping the pleasantries. A lie, but she was betting on the other having no skill in healing.