Dragoncrest Cliffs kveld

She is not alone. It's not long before the sound of movement in the brush hits her ears, and in its wake, a wildwoman; tall and nimble and glowing with gold.
Oh, uh, Sapphique. Something told her that should be familiar, yet it wasn't. She faces the woman with a courteous smile that tugs at the corners of her inky lips. hi. I'm, I'm Maleah, she hadn't said that name aloud before, but as she does, it brings a proud rise to her chest. I hope I'm not disturbing you. Or your family. My pack disbanded, recently, so I'm-- here, now, I suppose. Just looking around.
Cautiously, she dances forward on doe-limbs, a small flash of teeth in the form of a grin. I'm no trouble, I promise, I'm-- I'm just a medic.