The Bracken Woods you could trample upon,

despite praimfaya being blunt about the fact that she didn't want company, the woman still didn't appear to get it. determined, or thick headed, perhaps; to 'pace her path but quietly'. what don't you get about the fact that i don't want company? i don't care if you'll be quiet. i want to be by myself. praimfaya snaps with a total and complete lack of welcome. find someone else to be near. the warning is clear in praimfaya's voice; tail lashing behind her.

i'm going this way. she gestures sharply to the north. i advice you not to follow me. and with her peace spoken ( again ) she storms off; though keeps a keen eye cast over her shoulder, ready to chase the woman off should she follow her despite praimfaya's second warning of not wanting her to hang around.