Bitterroot Valley Old ways won't open new doors.

sorry for the wait on this

Bells was savagely gulping down the sweet earthy blades when her nose caught scent of something not unfamiliar to her. Danger. She snorted loudly before turning to hopefully see whatever it is. Right now her heart was a steady pace and her mind set was to just find whatever was hunting her, because she knew they were or were planning on it. Maybe she could change their mind if they met her. 

“Hello, I know you are there. Here to harm me. But if you give me a moment of your time I maybe could be of use to you somehow?” She offered to the stranger of which she could smell but not see. Her smell and hearing were better than her sight anyway. She would give it a few moments before letting them respond, letting them take in her offer but if she had to she would fight for her life and not for the first time.