Kintla Flatlands A Friend

Helena rolled to her feet. Truth be told, she had no idea whose land she was on and, if there was going to be trouble, better to meet it with all four paws planted firmly on the ground. Poking her nose out of the tall grass, Helena spotted a young, dark female with bright golden eyes. A small, friendly smile played across her lips. "It's just me. I'm Helena. Who are you?"