Hoshor Plains Diablo

She exhaled audibly, her relief probably evident to this dark male.  So he was friendly.  Hello, she greeted again.  Banner closed the distance between them with several quick steps and a polite nod of her head.  Despite how awkward she could be, she found herself getting used to this whole being social thing the more she actually went out and did it.

But whatever she'd expected him to say - maybe some small talk about the weather? - that certainly wasn't it.  A mission? she repeated, brows drawing together seriously.  Hearing that word made her think of Buchanan.  The only way he'd used it was in reference to those wolves he'd.. killed.  Missions, he'd called them.  Banner cleared her throat and gave the large male a cautious look.  What kind of .. mission? she asked hesitantly.