Redhawk Caldera the horses are coming

NYEHEHEHEHE ty for joining!!!

she is greeted by a flash of gold and ochre sweeping through the treeline. a boy, about her age; she did not think she had ever seen him before.
he seems aloof, and maggak's immediate response is to make herself seem more approachable. try as she might, she was beginning to realize how bad she was at the whole take-no-shit thing. she smooths the bristling of her hackles and takes a step or two backward.
my name is maggak, i'm, ah, from moonspear, she rumbles, stomach flipping as his stalwart gaze meets her own. i'm looking for someone who attacked my brother. i was told she has ties to your village.