Haunted Wood Hand in Hand

The pack. Surely that meant he was told from here, and not sent from the southern lands for her.
She rolled her shoulders, giving him a small nod. Barely noticeable.
"Well, it seems only fitting I've heard of you too." 
Yes, she'd pried some information about him from Serem the prior day.

Warily, she let herself relax. She couldn't hold onto fear or superstition too long, it would look bad for her. As Lietentient, she should be accepting and challenging, not cold and repelling. 
She inclined her head, inviting him to walk with her. 
"What trades are you aspiring for?" She almost begged for him to be a hunter. They needed more skilled hunters.