Hoshor Plains You Should See me In a Crown

the woman asserts her absence of religion and apparent displeasure with her own words in a single sentence that has the warlord's brow curve a fraction. she moves on to mention a bleeding forest, and her intent, apparently, to lead a pack there. "you make offers of power on appearance alone?" she'd learned just how empty positions of authority could be, and even the promise of leadership alone does not tempt her ambition. 

"what do you call yourselves?" her interest has yet to be piqued, but she's found it better to know more about others than they know of her, and if the woman is successful in her endeavor, she wants to know more of it.