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She huffed in amusement before inhaling a large amount of air so it expanded her lungs to its extremes. "You sound like me," She mused, her eyes flickering to the right so she wasn't staring directly at his ass. Releasing the pent-up air, she found herself relaxing slightly but she still couldn't be too relaxed around Siqsa, sure, they were on the first-name basis, but that still didn't give her much to work with. "I left my pack in search of something more." Rhaenys finally stood back up from her lounging position to take a few steps forward him before, at last, pausing just before her paws touched the water. 

"Not sure what that is yet." Her breath affected the water as she leaned down, creating small ripples and hitting the ridges of ice before eventually fading into a tranquil scene. Rhaenys found herself suddenly lost in her reflection, deep in thought; of what was unknown. She wasn't sure she wanted to find out, in all honesty. The mystery kept her moving, kept her determined to find whatever it was that lured her here - there had to be a reason, right? 

Breaking the silence in the atmosphere, the girl rose her cranium to look at Siqsa. "What happened to your neck?" Surely he didn't think that wouldn't come up, did he?