Chimera Fields I’m so tired of my homeland

it's the fourth time she encountered him. it'd be hard to forget his face, or his markings, for the matter. the silver crests a rise just as he moves to loop back toward the wood. auds press forward, trying to remember just how angry at him she should be. he had lost his sister, she knew, but that didn't make up for being a little bitch last time they'd met. 

after a moment, she settles on a sharp "hey!" might as well determine what he's doing, skulking around out here, potentially try for the fight she'd missed out on last time.