Nova Peak how to murder someone: kiss them once and never again

There is disappointment between them when the catch gets away from the female but Thuringwethil keeps still until she’s noticed, even after her greeting has been vocalized. She keeps her distance but when the other female notices her, she tenses in reflex should her frustration from her failed hunt turn around on her. Pivoting back on her feet and running a decline down the mountain wouldn’t be a terrible idea if she were to be chased, having no desire to strike an attack on a territory she doesn’t know and away from her home.

A voice distracts her, however, and is enough to slowly ease a little relaxation. The tension in her spine shifts and she nods her head.

“I had been resting for the evening until you ran by,” she comments, without a hint of blame, and rolls one shoulder to show her indifference. The scent of the other is unknown to her but others were attached to her fur, hiding the true scent of the female. She belongs to others but it isn’t familiar to her at all. “I’m Thuringwethil,” she decides to introduce but her posture remains a little more dominant than necessary for a neutral territory.