Meadowlark Prairie keep quiet, nothing comes as easy as you

she notices the stranger immediately, nose sharp despite her condition, though it takes her longer to pick out the dark figure with her single eye. even then, she can only see the vaguest silhouette against the night. it is enough, at least. she flinches slightly at the greeting, realizing then how long it has been since she's heard the voice of another. hello, she echoes, her own voice just as quiet. she doesn't know what else to say, or if she has anything else to say. so she waits.