Emberwood Without the escape from my own fate

Merrigan watched from afar her eyes alight with interest.Keen ears picked up the words that the woman spoke and she tilted her head curiously, wondering why the dame thought a piece of prey would ever not flee from a predator. She chuffed softly to announce her presence at last and moved forward "Prey rarely has a fight instinct. They have a flee instinct, but once their fleeing is cut short they admit defeat." she said casually. She eyes the rabbit carcass for a brief second before turning her eyes back to the woman before her.



She had no clue what to say further than that so she simply sat there, a safe distance away from the stranger she decided to speak to and stared with her vivid green eyes.