Shy Deer Steppes The heart is a wolf and it is made of glass

Kinvara nodded, still slightly awed that someone could actually make a scar in the shape of something on themselves. It had never occured to her do such things and it intrigued her. The mention of religion made her want to cringe, holding back a hiss of displeasure at the mention of it.

The Cult had done a number on Kinvara and she didn't trust such religions, though the scar itself was beguiling. "I am Kinwara." The red woman introduced herself politely, cocking her head slightly as if to ask for the spider woman's name.