The footsteps of many linger, yet she hones in on one who draws closer to her. The shallow steps of footsteps, cause her ears to pin defensive yet withdrawn. Her greeting may of been something of a more friendly nature, but she is most definitely not that, not now while she lays dormant. The very aspect of her vulnerability creeping in while she barely grips onto her own consciousness as if the very string holding her together could snap at any moment. Although defensive she allows her body to relax, serving as a reminder to her end goal. It would be foolish to waste all her strength on a stranger who happened to be a witness to her return.
Electra hesitates as the man speaks, drawing closer to her as his words fester in her brain she allows herself to study him for a moment or two. Vibrant fuchsia eyes darting about the stags chestnut body, analyzing every carving on the bones adorning his muscular body. Her mind swirling, trying to decipher whether this individual was friend or foe, or perhaps neither. His question is simple, perhaps straight forward for the average creature in beqanna, but not for her. And she wasn't quite as willing to relinquish her secrets just yet.
"Wouldn't you like to know." She teases, her tone grows playful yet carved with an edge. A mischievous smile curls on pale lips, "Care to share a name, stranger?"
like the sweetener you are
@Reave
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