Ghost Lion Crag Just a groove.

When she turned and caught his eye, Asa slowed. He did not want to intimidate her or make her uncomfortable, merely keep her apprised of the possible dangers lurking - chivalry and all that - but the look on her face appeared to darken. She volleyed some words his way, which brought proper understanding to Asa and he felt immediately guilty for his assumptions. That might not have been a big cat that he heard after all.

There was a slight lilt of humor to the woman's words but they were overshadowed by the look on her face.

Apologies then, he comments with a shy dip of his head. I misinterpreted the call and thought there was something dangerous lurking nearby. What had he hoped to achieve, save a damsel in distress? She wasn't in any distress and, as he sized her up with a glance, she looked fully capable without him. He paused and offered a thin smile.

Clearly he had no reason to linger, so he nodded a silent farewell to her and began to move again, presuming she did not stop him.