The Heartwood i guess we'll never know

The raven-pelt approached her, clearly ready to jump and tear her to shreds. The lioness gulped again, rose from the ashes and backed away a few steps. “First of all, you are way too close for my comfort.” They may be evil-looking and probably evil at heart too, but they only defended their home, nothing wrong with that.
 
“Second, I am looking for someone dear to me.” Agana did not plan to reveal any more information, and after distancing herself enough from the two males, she reluctantly looked around, searching for the closest, safest way out of the vines. There was no guarantee they would let her go that easily, without extracting whatever information they may want.
 
“Are you looking for something?” the ‘you’ in his question was accentuated, stating he was also searching for something; or someone. Either way, the argent was now interested in knowing more about them, even if it might cost her freedom or worse, her life. She needed to choose her next words carefully.