Dragoncrest Cliffs when i finally give in

The voice of a stranger startled Graeae enough to bring about a yelp. The strong scent of salt had blocked out most of the others, leaving her completely unaware of her company. She jumped to the side, face curling up defensively as she matched the girl's blank gaze. It seemed odd to the yearling that although they were now directly staring at one another, she seemed to be the only one aware. Graeae frowned; I'm right here. You see me. The words came out rough and rugged, though with her whisper of a voice, it was hard to tell.