Blacktail Deer Plateau That Little Fallen Angel

His smirk reminded her of her own, and it soon took place across her maw. The males first comment was replied with an amused breath of air escaping her nose. Sage wasn't aware the man's age, but he definitely wasn't old—and in truth rather handsome—although her usually being rather flirtatious, it only occurred when the other showed interest in her. She hated being embaressed and avoided it as much as possible, and complimenting his looks was a no-go as long as the conversation stayed friendly. The more time she looked at him the more she discovered, such as the scarring across his nose. Flicking her tail back and forth like a feline, showing interest in the stranger, something about him felt like a story she must hear, and hear should would, well...at least hear she would try.

Exploring was becoming a thing of the past to her, which bothered the sable colored fae. Travel had been consistant her whole life, and to now see it slipping away made her wish to run. "Same for me—well, I guess you could say so." The Beta wasn't one to hide away past or feelings, being an open book. She wasn't afraid with her information and if asked would reveal. Just as she had done with Issun and Malice. Nothing to hide at all. The girl soon mimicked his gestures, often doing the same in conversation. Hopefully he wouldn't mind their similarity in that form.