just exist

Aserlín would slow quickly as one of the women whipped around, her ears flicking back warily as she tensed uncertain if the duo would attack her. Aser was not fond of being outnumbered but it would not be the first time she'd had to defend herself against multiple opponents. Thankfully however the woman would not attack, instead asking what she needed. Aser would shake off the tone. She had more important matters to worry about and she needed answers. She turned her attention to the paler woman who seemed a bit more open to the prospect of conversation.

"I'm looking for my son Káti. He'd be a yearling now, an unusual pelt similar to mine with turquoise eyes. I don't suppose you've seen or heard of anyone with that name or description?" She knew it was a terrible long shot but at the moment she didn't really feel that she had much to lose by asking.

"Speech"