Hushed Willows all alone

Her posture remained tense, but her eyes spoke of boredom as they worked to meet the stranger's. Why not? What should they be, if not a sign of achievement? Her scars had come from victories, through and through. She felt no shame.

I do not care what you do, so long as I can see you. She stated. The words could be taken as flirtation, but really Pala just refused to be caught off-guard like a fool. Will you tell me your name, or will my neighbour refuse me such a common courtesy? A jab at his poor manners.

Awaiting his answer she carefully checked the air for the scent of prey, though with the ridge man growing ever closer he was completely overwhelming her senses. Her nose wrinkled, and for now she refocused on him.