Sleepy Fox Hollow it is the east, and Juliet is the sun

Sif's ears pressed forward when the stranger slowed her words down so that Sif could understand. She was grateful at first, but that feeling quickly faded to confusion as the words reached her ears. Fall? Die?

The dark girl began to bristle, getting the awful sense that she was being made fun of, or possible even threatened. The fur along her spine began to stand on-end, and her lips twitched into an uncertain half-snarl. She would not stand for being threatened - not any more.

"What do you waant?" she asked, her voice low and gruff through her growl.