Otter Creek if only for a while

Zhenya turns in the direction of the voice and allows her rumbling to cease, though her defensive stance remains. Who is out there? she questions once more, this time in a common tongue. It is bright out, so she can make from the scene the male's sickly frame and distinct appearance. Because he seems calm, she is able to relax a notch, though she is still incredibly on edge. Her eyes squint and she takes a step forward to better see the other and the woman beside him, though she stops soon enough to keep a few yards between them.