Blackfoot Forest may the light guide me

no. was a short and simple answer. he did not greet her, merely giving her a brief answer as to if she could assist him in some way. instead, he was to query after her actions. Heloise did not so much as look behind her, keeping her cool gaze upon the stranger, at the abandoned rabbit den. "hunting for shelter" she saw no reason to lie to the other, and she was not offended by his words. her own tone was quite simple at the best of times. she only spoke necessary things.

he would approach shortly, taking a singular step as he raised his snout. she merely watched him. her eyes did not betray her; though she was more careful than cautious. she knew she could handle herself in combat if it came down to defending herself. he seemed to be committing her scent to memory. Heloise knew she had no pack scent upon her, and he did not either. both were wanderers. "unless this is your place of residence" she would offer "I shall move on." 

a wanderer he may be, yet even rogues had established territories. she was at least respectful of that aspect.