Two Eyes Cenote he will never eat

Safiya was raised by a Fellahin. So she was naturally polite. Because it was how she was taught. They had to be this way. Her parents made sure they were this way. She was alone. her parents would not come. Nor would her siblings. Letting her travel to and fro on her own mostly. Baba and Mama both busy working at their own jobs. 

She nods. And readies her stance like her father had taught her. She eyes him. Noticing small movements and goes for a weaker side. Careful to stay away from his face and his claws. Heading towards places he could not catch her so easily. As she had done with her father, those many days ago.