Blackbeak Bluff I'm in danger!

"Well they can't be too dangerous if you look unharmed," Mictec spoke in jest, forcing herself to relax in his presence. 

"I usually am quite distrusting and would assume that not everyone is welcoming as you." The streaks in the sky seemed to reflect the same orange hue of her eyes, ones that once belonged to her mother and her abuela, a curious trait that only seemed present in the women of their lineage.

"My name is Mictēcacihuātl, Mictec for those not familiar with my native tongue."