Snippet #2662832

Lore eyed the man, not entirely sure what he was playing at. She could feel the power thrumming inside his body and as their current situation made clear, one would hardly need to have a weapon in hand to be deadly. Nevertheless, a few more spikes withdrew themself into common flora until only one remained, poised over her right shoulder.

She seemingly relaxed slightly, and added to her explanation.

"I used to be able sense life over a large area, but it seems that ability is greatly diminished with my leaving of my territory. I'm really, really not used to being able to be snuck up unto. And with the aforementioned events going on...", she trailed off...

She straightened again, "Nevertheless, I apologize for scaring you. It was not my intention to cause harm to innocents."

The fact that those that meant her harm would have been ruthlessly gored was left unsaid, but was undoubtingly acknowledged by all present.

Lore fidgeted slightly. She might be on warpath, but while she wasn't as innocent or naive as her appearance would suggest -had not been for a long time- she did have kindness and a general need for acceptance and assurance, having been able to act like a child for the longest time.

While similar to -but not quite like- being caught redhanded by someone else, the fact that she was clearly the one in the wrong here was undeniable.

It was guilt she felt.