Boartusk Heights vindicta

She had been watched.

The heavy mist had dampened most scents until now. The steelmaiden watched through slitted eyes as a wraith emerged from the gathered clouds. She was thin, almost ghostly so; it would have been hard to keep track of her movements had she not held the woman in her gaze since her materialisation. 

"It is a pity," she grunted in agreement. Though she could appreciate a moonlit stroll, there was something about the other that struck her as odd. It piqued her curiosity, though her walls remained very firmly up.

Finally, she stands to her true height and meets Reyna's crimson gaze in full. "You live here?" a chesty laugh. What a strange place to settle. "No vonder you are so...so quiet."