Herbalists' Cache wake up

She kept on with a blank, emotionless stare while looking at the agitated male. Her fur had sleeked back from its earlier hostility, as she simply regarded him as a passbyer. So she hoped, but time proven he wouldn't simply go away despite answers being met, but none seemed to satisfy the stranger. Desdemona questioned what were his goals on disturbing her, and why try to have this conversation with someone so ragged and tired. She didn't even get up from a slumped position, showing no interest toward this meeting.

"Why do you want to know?" So she asked, giving a question with a question, not answering his. She felt there wasn't a reason to answer, for the obvious lay in her pitiful look. She wouldn't explain her stress and soreness to a Packmate, so Desdemona would refrain even more from someone she did not know.