Snippet #2390628

Owsla

The feral girl tilted her head to the side at Gabrial's sudden departue. She snarled a bit, unhappy that her curiousity about the woman wasn't sated and started to wander the cabin a bit. Soft and coushy items were forigen to her. A couch, a kitchen anything that made a home wasn't something he was used to almost to the point of being completely alien. She poked around a bit, but soon became bored and frestrated from her lack of knowlege of everything.

She sat back on the floor, snapping her head to attention at the sudden noise of ace coming in. She still had her knife in on her, sheathed on her back. However, this male hadn't turned out to be a threat.

Yet.

She tilted her head to the side at his question. "Something about something happening in the city but I don't know." She said, turning around to face the wall. She closed her eyes and started taking deep breaths, the feeling on uneasiness settling in her gut. Something was off. She didn't know if it was one of the others or something else. but something felt...off. "A city means bandits. But also supplies i guess. I don't wann-"

The noise of the door opening suddenly caused her to jump and screech in a mix of fear and rage. Her large knife quickly unsheathed and blade at the intruder. Her eyes wide and wild with fear. She had a stance that looked odd for a neco, down on all fours as if restraned by something but able to move all the same. A stance that was familiar to some.