Panther Park [M]Thundering

She isn't listening. There is no care for what he will say next, whatever mindless words spew from the mouth of a shadowing ronin. Chewing the frail bones of dead rabbit, looking but not truly seeing. She is in a world of her own where the buzzing is louder than words.

Brought back into the reality they are in now when he finally answers her. Breath flees. The suns of her eyes open. Both ears twitch, holding upright next. He is...

It is her turn to answer. How?

Defensive is what she knows. "Alone? What? Do I read as incapable to you?" Ronin is scenting. And she is oblivious as to what.