Wapun Meadow gilded lily

"well met, to the both of you." she hummed pleasantly. she could sense their doubt—her confidence feeding their amusement. with an impish smile, she languidly rolled over, off the boulder to land onto soft snow. with a stretch akin to a cat sun-bathing, she stepped toward the both of them. 

"reveal all my secrets? but i hardly know the both of you." she mused, a playful lilt to her voice. "rest assured, i mean no harm toward you and your people. is it so bad to seek out company?" she moved between the two of them, steps graceful and fluid. 

she stops, faces them with a tilt to her head. "you say i know nothing of bearclaw. enlighten me, then. dreadfully boring it is, traveling alone. what if i wished to join?" it was a tease, as she wouldn't shackle herself to another tribe or pack just yet. not when the freedom was fresh. but at least the two brutes could entertain her, for the time being.