Dawnlark Plains Come What May

A nervous shudder ran along her spine, and when the man stood Jilaiya took a few steps back. He was intimidating and without Amaimon by her side, the pale female was uncomfortable with such a large stranger so close. Yet she had been the one to start the conversation and she supposed it would be rude to simply leave now.

"I'm Jilaiya" she spoke softly and mustered up whatever smile she could. Her tail still swayed casually behind her but not as graceful as before. She wished to speak, to try and start some type of conversation but her jaws remained clenched, unwilling to move. So she left it to him to stay and talk or be on his way, either choice worked the Jilaiya.