When There's Something Strange In Your Neighborhood... [AW]

The young woman was drawn in to the Abraxas woman, curious for her answer about these haunted woods. But Sterling could feel the look that the boy cast her, and she flicked a glance in his direction - was he judging her? An annoyed frown crossed her face, and she tried to ignore it, ears tilting back noticeably. Well, he could get caught unawares by the spirits in this forest then, if he chose to ignore the eerie feeling this forest gave off. That'd show him for being so doubtful. Sterling's attention fixed on Pyralis as she described the nameless god of rage and hate. A slight shiver ran through her. A god of rage and hate did not sound like someone she wanted to run into. She gulped nervously, feeling like something was stuck in her throat. Why had she come here?

Her brows came together when the older woman grinned suddenly. How could anyone be having a good time when the sun was falling and they were stuck in this maze-like forest? If Sterling had known beforehand that this place was really home to spirits, especially dangerous ones, she would have never come here, not even to escape her thoughts. Although her mind was certainly preoccupied now, which really had been her intent in coming here in the first place - but was it going to be worth it? As Pyralis added to her words, Sterling leaned in, her ears coming up as she listened with growing interest. Wait, she was the descendant of a fallen god? Suddenly it made sense to Sterling why she'd felt inferior in the presence of this woman since the first time they'd met. Emerald eyes fixed on the woman, she found herself nodding along slowly, until Pyralis suggested that they explore further.

She caught her breath, wondering what she should do. She wasn't really interested in exploring - her nerves felt raw from all of the uncertainty she felt. But she also didn't really want to spend her night in these woods alone, and she knew with the setting sun there was just no way she was going to find her way out before sunrise. At least not on her own. Besides, Pyralis was assuring them that with her, they needn't fear. "W-well.. uhm.." she stammered, not really sure on how to answer. Couldn't they just work on find their way out of here? She startled slightly when Amos moved suddenly - she'd been so focused on Pyralis, she'd nearly forgotten her surroundings.

Her head turned toward him, scowling as her ears flattened again at the sound of his laughter. Did he really think this was just a joke? She felt incredulous as he asked what was the worst that could happen. She wondered if his question were merely rhetorical. Because she could certainly give him a million and one worst case scenarios. But, sparing them all of her endless worries, Sterling focused instead on the jabbing dare in his tone. "Hmph.. yea, I'll go," she retorted stubbornly, "But I'm not saving your rump when the spirits come after you!" She snorted and padded closer to Pyralis, feeling most comfortable closer to her, despite her earlier uncertainty.