Sly Fox Sand Dunes Eidolon

But Candle did not speak; she fell back with a little shriek of fear, scrambling to get away, away! Her lips pulled back to show her teeth, desperate more than threatening. She did not think to defend the remnants of the lizard.

No, she was more concerned with her own safety, her own image. A priestess of the House was not safe in the company of strange men, and it was not proper! Still, it had been so long since she had seen another, Candle hesitated in her retreat when she felt there was a safe distance between them. But her posture remained shrunken in fear; tail tucked, ears pasted to her skull.