Flycatcher Downs Sometimes being too courageous is a problem

works for me!  fade on your post? :D

"Yes," she said, this time with the thump of her tail to beat against the ground.  It was short-lived, for her eagerness about their new home was not entirely true.  While she was happy that they had found a mountain suitable to their claim, there were other things that nagged at her.  Those would not come to light here, if ever.

"Perhaps when you are tired of wandering, you will seek us," she offered, features almost snake-like with the way she chose to hiss the final word.  While she was versed in the common tongue, she found it far too easy to play as though she were not.  As though certain words were meant to have a pointed enunciation on purpose, though it was probably a given she was not native to the region.

And to punctuate her statement as a closer, she rose from where she stood to linger briefly, eyes still settled on his light-colored face.  She wondered if his interest would be piqued, but perhaps not — it wasn't like she had offered to give him some aid.  Echelon would have been the worst nurse ever anyway, given that she didn't know what one plant did different from the next.  She was built for the throes of war and had been raised as such.

Still didn't mean that she didn't like what she saw.