Sun Mote Copse Enchanted

Fennec opened her mouth to make a smart comment about body language but Wraen continued and, happily, offered some alternatives.  She knew manner of approach was one; scent was a new one though.  Voices could lie, albeit she was a little harder to fool than some.  Scent sounded a lot more reliable.

Spars don't really have that, she stated thoughtfully.  There was no real fear in a mock fight, especially not one with her.  Just another thing she might have to find in practice.

Cept maybe Fig when I manage to spook him, she added a little conspiratorially.  It'd been a while since she pulled a good one over on her brother.  Oh, right, because she'd left and then he'd disappeared and now things were kinda weird still.