Ravensblood Forest the healing touch

She was not expecting someone to stumble upon her and whole she felt exposed without Palisander at her side. She was getting to be too reliant on him. When she was addressed the healer shifted, standing upon stable, if not sore, limbs. "A brute to the east got a little fresh," She hummed out. "My companion helped me get away, he had to been twice my size." Though little she was fierce and mostly fearless, although she did not naturally trust in men. This one had not closed the distance between them, and so she had rewarded that respect with some of her own and answered him. 

"I must have been so preoccupied with rinsing these out I didn't catch your scent."  Isley admitted. Normally she was on high alert but perhaps she had been too exhausted to properly care. She'd have to rectify that, and immediately, lest she be stumbled upon by someone else with more obvious malice in their hearts. Her emerald gaze drifted over him for a moment, water still dripping steadily from her body. "I'm Isley Kali."  

She finally shared her name, curious what he might do with the information - if anything.