Jade Fern Grove I thought that I heard you sing

she's not alone for long, and biting back the pain, she offers a grin in the woman's direction. she appears amiable by all means, if a little wary, though for the life of her she could not guess why - she gross and fat and if the girl were to run at a trot, she'd likely not be able to keep up. "hey!" she greets, invitation to hunt dieing on her lips when she remembers how gross she is. "I'm dawn."