Fox's Glade Touch my soul with yours

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the woman went from self-deprecating to close-lipped, two traits that irked the sterling huntress especially. she was silent for a long time before speaking - somehow, Dawn couldn't exactly believe what the woman claimed to be a secretive and lucrative past. she shrugged, as if to say suit yourself, shifting her weight as she did so.  "the other dog came from a place with no trees and no mountains, somewhere flat." perhaps that was were dogs came from, yet she found attempting to pry information out of the woman to be a chore she didn't quite have the heart for.

pausing once, she surveyed the woman. she ought to recruit, she knew, yet the woman's disbelief that she had any notable talents had her bite her tongue. she'd rather a hole in their ranks than a deadweight. "I should bring this back. it was nice meeting you, Elixir." she offered a grin, quick and cursory, before dipping to pull the prey between her jaws, lingering for only a moment longer before moving past the woman and to the north.