Qeya River Weary

Amalia turned jade gaze to fawn she wolf. She dips her head, refusing to rise to the bait.

Thank you. You react swiftly.

Amalia didn't think she needed to apologize, but she wasn't entirely certain. This had been her first true taste of violence and it was bitter.

Amalia lifted her head further finally turning her entire body. We are hunters. But we can hold our own. I didn't know you and the Sangliuk was too far for me to recognize before it was too late..

Her voice was quiet, even. She didn't wish to start another fight and she had enough disappointment to swallow.