Mmm, Chicken

The femme had thought herself alone, but alas she was not. Fiery gaze shifted to the woman who spoke, making her presence known to the huge female. “Don’t really know.” She answered simply, giving a shrug. The brazen remark of the female surprisingly does not cause Pyrr to snap at her. Perhaps it is because in a way the tone reminds her a bit of herself that the female doesn’t get irritated, though her own words are not necessarily the most friendly either. She glanced down at the feathered meal at her paws. It was a shame the other didn’t have a name to put towards her meal… but at least she’d have something to eat.

A fiery eye shifted back towards the other female, a smirk tugging at her maw. Perhaps it could be fun to see what she could learn from the other femme. Her tail swished thoughtfully back and forth, one ear twitching ever so slightly when she spoke again.  “…If I may be so bold to ask, where do you come from?” She chose her words carefully, rising to stand above her kill and look upon the figure of the smaller woman. Her head tilted to the side though, a curious look within her eyes. This woman didn’t look as though she hailed from the same lands as she once had… but who could really be sure? There was a lot of ground to cover in the world after all.