Phoenix Maplewood when time falls like the sun

He seemed harmless enough, she thought, but still remained guarded. Desdemona knew those who look peaceful may not always show how they feel, as many secrets were held deep within. She kept herself upfront on who she was, feeling that such secrets only caused unnecessary harm to oneself. Though, she normally keeps to herself, unless asked about. Such a nature such as the one before her looked to be the opposite, open and sociable, while she kept a stoic look on.

However, he bargained, and she thought about it, "Very well." Desdemona agreed, as long as it wasn't on the maplewoods, she felt it would be fine to join one on a hunt. Perhaps a bigger meal to soothe her rumbling stomache, "the outskirts will do fine." She responded, indicating it was okay to be near, just not in it.