Sun Mote Copse wait a minute i'm passing out, win or lose

Since the woman emerged from the copse, Ragna assumed that she, too, was a member of the Malkaria. Considering her newly tendered membership, Ragna crossed the river completely, taking to the water gamely before splashing up near the woman.

Like Eshamun, this woman was sharp and red. She had nothing of Ragna's soft curves, but did not seem inherently unfriendly. Ragna ignored the small talk, more interested in learning more about the Malkaria, their god, and their ways. Malkaria? she asked simply, gesturing at the other with a nod of her muzzle.