Shadowwyn Moor A newcomer in a new land

after meeting the girl, she stays here a while, for reasons beyond her comprehension. it's not the most scenic place in the world, and there is much more to explore. but she is content to linger for now, though she must join the others soon. she wanders the storm-ravaged moor, hunting for small game to keep her hunger at bay and contemplating her next move.

a shadow on the horizon catches her eye, and she meanders toward it, gait sultry. he is handsome; a smile erupts over her lean face as she comes within calling distance, though not speaking yet. there is no need to verbally announce her presence; the land is barren enough that he has seen her coming from a mile away, if he is observant at all.

tasha comes to a halt a few paces away, ears pitched far forward in intrigue.

you look lonely, she bullshits, not seeing anything over his face that would signify that emotion--but she had to start somewhere, right? would you like some company? of course, she won't take no for an answer.