Noctisardor Bypass Sanctum

Though Stigmata had spoken well, his posture didn't match it.  She wasn't sure what to do about that, flicking her tail in a catlike manner before wrapping it around her haunches.  Then again, something did seem kind of off but she couldn't put a paw on it.  Hm.  Whatever.  She was probably imagining it -- yeah, that sounded right.

Skydance, though, would reply in a proper way befitting how she was raised -- she would be alert and respectful, no matter how much he slouched.  She shook her head, No.  I've just been passing through.  This seems like a pretty nice place, though -- here specifically.  I don't know why it's not claimed.  But she could say that about a lot of places, couldn't she?  Skydance did sometimes dream, but she was wise enough to know to not get ahead of herself.  Her ears pricked forward, What about yourself?  He kinda smelled like wolves, after all, so he should have a pretty good idea of who was where.  Right?  Or maybe not.  Maybe her uncertainty at that thought was just his kind of intense stare a moment ago still nibbling at her.