06-07-2021, 08:10 PM
From the place she had been born and raised, her home, her tribe, they hunted and revered the crocodile. They showed no fear but also gave respect where it was due. After all crocodiles were considered the children of Cipactli, and alligators their cousins. They were treated as they should be but if they became a threat then they had to protect what was theirs. Still the woman had been careful as she wandered the swamplands, every step was calculated, every movement knowing and well one did not just miss the restlessness of the lands they lived in for a very long time. Her form slipped like the silent night from one mangrove tree and too another. Taking in the scene of a crocodile attacking and killing a cousin. Not for food it seemed and she tilted her head a bit. Odd.
The words she did not miss and a frown pulled along her maw then. So this was not just simply some crocodile but someone who was an invader to their lands. Not acknowledged yet by Tanglewood. Shaking her head slightly the night hunter would move along a branch and settle there, burning gaze lingering on the crocodile before the midnight hued oriental decided to speak up. "Actually, these waters and anything within these swamps belong to Tanglewood. So who might she be, hmm?" She was curious after all considering the scene before her.
The words she did not miss and a frown pulled along her maw then. So this was not just simply some crocodile but someone who was an invader to their lands. Not acknowledged yet by Tanglewood. Shaking her head slightly the night hunter would move along a branch and settle there, burning gaze lingering on the crocodile before the midnight hued oriental decided to speak up. "Actually, these waters and anything within these swamps belong to Tanglewood. So who might she be, hmm?" She was curious after all considering the scene before her.