Black widow, baby

Ren thought about staying behind, staying with Peregrine, or maybe even going after Zephyra. He thought about dealing with Nixie, who had tried to attack the blind healer of Myriad who was blindly loyal. He cast all of those away, instead focusing on this curious woman who could not see, but exuded an air of confidence. He followed her from fa few steps behind, taking the opportunity to examine her fully.

The first thing he noticed - back when he stood near her on the battlefield - was her height. She was quite a bit taller than him, and taller than even his sister, though not by much. The difference between their sizes was not quite so drastic as the difference between him and his other two sisters, though. What was more interesting was her markings. He was unique; his fur was a dark, deep, midnight blue that often was mistaken for black, with cream markings on his toes and under his eyes. This woman was much less unnaturally colored like his family, and had various grey markings, with earthy red in interesting patterns. Like... the stripes on her legs, and the dots above the stripes on her front legs. It was all very mesmerizing to the young man, who was used to more simplistic markings from his family.

What was most mesmerizing was the way she walked, the way she acted and the air she gave off. Confident, don't-fuck-with-me and something that just hinted at absolute wickedness. She showed an appreciation for Peregrine, as well, and the battle that had been described. And so Ren followed, eyes gleaming darkly as he followed her into the depths of the crypt.

The blast of cool air was something he had not expected, and he twiched a bit nervously before settling himself again. It felt... odd here. Mystifying, almost. It was eerie how quiet it was, and yet it seemed every claw scratch sound they made was louder than it ever could be. It made his fur stand on end, a bit, but it also made him grin. "Interesting place you brought me," he rumbled, voice low, nostrils flaring as he tried to pinpoint her location. He thought she was a few feet in front of him, but he wasn't exactly certain. Either way, he still followed.

"Speech" "You"