Though wary, she was not afraid of the dark caverns. Cautiously she peered into the depths, sniffing more deeply at the air to taste the scents that lingered here. More than one animal was here, though only one was canine. Asvor's nose wrinkled slightly as she took the first few steps into the shadows.
She didn't move far into the cavern before she was greeted by a stranger. The woman was older than her, and she regarded her with her plain stare, though her eyes were brimming with curiosity. "I don't know," she'd answer curtly, her voice whimsical and light, a small grin toying with the corners of her dark lips. "Is there anything you can help me with? What are you doing here, miss?" Her lips pursed as she watched her curiously in the darkness.
