Firefly Glen too far gone

An ally. A more ease, but still on guard, she remained stoic to the other, "I am Desdemona," the silk-ashen lady introduced herself to the other in a more calm-attitude, but non-apologetic. Though more wary as the Moonspearian had a better whiff of her, she could smell the will of others, and the very vague one of blood. Not recent though, which gave a reason to be concerned as she did not know the built of the Nightwalkers. She wasn't one to judge other morals on what they do- as long as it wasn't brought to her Pack in a fit of trouble.

"What brings you near?"