Sequoia Coast a lady does not start fights

The pale girl shrugged, she'd figured as much. At the mention of her blood her ears perked, eyes falling onto the woman in frustration. "I am not your object of keeping," she growled in warning, but the young thing surely wasn't as big a threat as she sounded to the woman. 

"A tumble?" she questioned. Did she mean a spar? She had no interest in that at all. "I'd prefer to go home in one piece," she said, further pushing the idea that she did not have any desire to remain near this woman or her home.