Sunbeam Lair Horizon

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She hears movement, gaze flitting toward the source and fixing on the towering figure as he steps into the light. The sight of him sparks what little energy she possesses, and she stirs. There is a wariness to her expression, a sharpness to her gold eyes, but she rises slowly as if lifting the weight of the world with her. Her gaze stays fixed on the other, unblinking. She finds little remarkable about the stranger aside size from her brief moonlit observation, though his silent approach does little to assure her of good intentions. Yes? Her voice is sharp, posture tense. She waits.