Shadewood Arriving to new lands

The offer prompted her features to soften, black-tipped audits swivelled to the side as she weighed it in her mind. There was somewhere to go if her travels turned up fruitless. She'd offer a brief nod to the unexpected invitation.

...I'll get a lay of the land before I trouble you. I admit it causes me great... discomfort, not knowing much about where I am. Perhaps I'll take you up on that offer another day. Good luck to you and your companion. She'd respond in a softer tone, though her sullen edge still lingered on her breath.

 Once they had reached the cusp of the border, Nanou would turn her back to the other, an unspoken gesture of trust offered, and slink away into the undergrowth, her long serpentine tail rustling the brush as her pawsteps gradually faded into the distance. She'd raise her maw to the wind, determining where to go next. She needed a meal, at the very least.