Otatso Wetlands for life is this way

The little loner turned around to the sound of a voice. Tall, pretty thin, and grey with grey eyes. That was strange, but she'd seen weirder eyes before- white eyes. "Hello.." She replied a bit awkwardly. "So... How's ya life goin'?" She asked slowly, even more awkward. Honestly when she wasn't trespassing it was hard to know what to do. Usually nobody was the one to acknowledge her first, except by an attack, threat, or question of what she was doing on their land.