Redhawk Caldera fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way

She pursed her lips, letting out a muffled hmmm sound. How much did she tell him, if anything at all? "No," she answered his question to start, keeping brief. Then, looked down the slope, down the direction from which she had came. "Woods to the east of here. I'm just exploring."

Then she stared back at him, ears sliding forward in intrigue. He looked healthy enough, and wily, furthermore. He would fit right into the trees and swamps of Blackfeather Woods. Better even than some of its current members. It was a curious thought, although the lifeless character of his eyes still gave her some pause.

"I'm Maegi," she introduced herself, figuring she should at least get that out of the way.