Sawtooth Spire we have built cathedrals out of spite and splintered bone

It is all sudden; the switch into submission is immediate, though only enough of a show to keep the male's agression at bay. Her ears flatten back half way and her tail falls straight out, her knees bending only slightly as she takes a few steps back. I don't mean any harm, she assures him in a low tone, I didn't realize how close we were. Once there are an added few yards between them, Ynes slowly begins to straighten back up. 

I am Ynes, she tells him in a purely diplomatic tone, and I was looking for nothing more than a place to settle for the night. Food and water is all she needs, and in her current state, a fight is the last thing she needs. The brute looks much more skilled in the physical realm than she is, so she tries her hardest to convey these concerns.