12-18-2020, 09:28 PM
The woman was careless or perhaps uncaring, stuck in her head and swallowed by her own emotions. She was barely paying attention, watching the way the vines clung to the trees and rather it was unnatural or natural to her she had no real opinion of it. The twisted and seemed warped as the woman continued trudging through a swamp that she had once felt at home in. But since the Coalition's assault upon the place and whatever that mangy lion had done to her she had been absent of mind. Feeling things she had no idea how to explain. Seeing things she wouldn't breath a word to to anyone. Though it took her little time to realize that someone was here despite her absent minded wandering. And her gaze trailed to look at the oddly flowered individual. The tribal woman would slowly narrow her eyes. What did they want? Who were they? Maybe they were another enemy to be destroyed, taken care of.
The feeling of heat crawled up her spine and she could taste the fire on her tongue. Licking like a welcomed friend and she forced herself to swallow. No. This was not her, this was not how she had been taught. Taking a deep breath she would walk forward and try to keep herself composed despite the thoughts shaking her skull. "She is on Tanglewood lands. Does this one need something? We prefer the courtesy of waiting at the border."
The feeling of heat crawled up her spine and she could taste the fire on her tongue. Licking like a welcomed friend and she forced herself to swallow. No. This was not her, this was not how she had been taught. Taking a deep breath she would walk forward and try to keep herself composed despite the thoughts shaking her skull. "She is on Tanglewood lands. Does this one need something? We prefer the courtesy of waiting at the border."