Neverwinter Forest heavydirtysoul

her gaze narrowed at his supposed "help". she was no fool to charge a bear, nor was the woman stupid enough or soft-hearted enough to prioritise a babe over herself. his words continued, promises that held no depth, save for the item that entailed that he had the superior strength; she was not arrogant enough to think she could outwit and dominate an entire band. " Any wolf may promise things, speak of strength and greatness and power. Few, very few make due on their promises. Desire for ease, for companionship, may very well lead a wanting loner to the wrong wolves."

she too had fought bears. she had fought wolves, and wildcats, defended others and attacked outright. scars marked her body, her muzzle, and his too, they were similar in that if nothing else. but the desire for more information was what held her there, and not to leave this man and his lofty dreams. but she could not settle for words, not now, when still the blood rang in her ears and she was hardly certain this wasn't another stupid decision to follow. 

"Prove your strength, your promises. I can not follow one who has nothing but words to offer."  unspoken, was that if he should not prove the superiority he claimed she would leave him and his Eden with nought but scorn. likely, she would either way; her thoughts turned to Vengeance, and the wisdom he had shared and the potential he offered.  her gaze was ice, but in the blankness sparked interest and the slightest thawing of her frosty disposition, fight for the rabbit over and seemingly nothing but words to come, for a time.