The Dawn has No Patience

"I am Raven, and I found it a bit more friendlier to speak to you, rather than to spy on you. I brought a bit of food, because i had no idea whether you would be hungry or not."

Raven had no intention on giving more information about herself to this russet, her icy stare sparkling in secrecy. Had there been one thing she recalled from her previous lifestyle, it was that disrespect was frowned upon in these Wilds, so she nosed the dead rabbit to the company.

"Why do you not travel with a pack? Has the life of a loner taken you hostage, as well?" she inquired.

Raven knew she didn't ask this male for his name, and as much as she found it unlike her to admit, she didn't care what his title was. All she cared about was whether or not he had plans for his future.