Hideaway Strath cradle of forest

Another arrival, Chad, to which Odessa silently dipped her grayed chin in acceptance to. Then the stranger she stood near answered, not with the devilishly painted woman. Good for that, at least. He was however looking for someone, he then clarified.

Never the less, not with the man near her and not bothering to stop when she had been called to, the woman kept running out towards a quick exit. A loner, perhaps, running off when she thought she crossed into pack territory? Or a missionary of the Firebirds who lived northward? She would not know and so directed her attention to the earthy stranger instead. 

And the name of the one you look for? She adds to Cenric's question and of course not to be rude herself, added her own information. I'm Odessa.