.rosemary.
Calypso isn't the coy-type, but when she spots the startled, bearded man, she can't help but to release a secretive chuckle. He clearly thinks her some threat (and she very obviously could be, if she so wanted), when the hellcat feels as if she has been tasked with nothing other than protecting Rosemary. And Yanhua is no threat to Rose--at least not now--so the hellcat merely perches on her haunches and lifts her right paw to her mouth. After a few pointed licks, she looks over at the still chewing Rose.
Rose? she asks.
"Cawypso?" Rose calls back through a mouthful of chewed apple.
Can you tell this stallion I'm not going to hurt him?
"What?" the colorful girl asks, very suddenly jutting her head around a clustered group of tree trunks. Her pale eyes grow wide when she spots the startled man. She swallows painfully, desperate to clear her mouth and chastise her companion. "Calypso!" Rose cries with a frown, then slowly drags her eyes back up to Yanhua. A hesitant--but still gleaming--smile lifts her lips as she finds his gaze.
"She won't hurt you!" is a blurt followed by a sheepish grin. "Unless you want to hurt me . . . ?" Rose cocks her head coquettishly to the right, still leaning curiously around the trees. "No," she adds decisively, "you don't want to hurt me." The smile that follows is certain and glittering, as sweet as the apple juice sticking to her chin.
"I'm Rosemary," the girl calls, stepping carefully out so that she might be fully seen by Yanhua, "and that's Calypso. Who are you?"
@[Yanhua]