Dance
04-13-2018, 08:05 PM
The woman who answered her call was older than Gwen was, fluffier, and eyed them warily. When the woman's gaze seemed to linger on Justice for longer than necessary, Gwen moved calmly to stand between them, neatly cutting the younger fighter off before she could say anything. Knowing the girl, it was likely something biting and rude, and Gwen didn't want her potential opponent to leave in affront. She did, after all, need the practice.
"Good morning," she said smoothly to the stranger. "Are you here for a spar or were you needing something else?" She kept her eyes locked on the stranger, but tilted her head quizzically to one side. Gwen held no recognition of the other woman, herself, having never met her in the past. The woman hadn't been at the raid and no longer bore the scent of a pack, so as far as Gwen knew she had no prior relationship to her. Which made, of course, her intense interest in the both of them all the more unsettling, and though Gwen remained relaxed and calm physically, internally she was on high alert.
"Good morning," she said smoothly to the stranger. "Are you here for a spar or were you needing something else?" She kept her eyes locked on the stranger, but tilted her head quizzically to one side. Gwen held no recognition of the other woman, herself, having never met her in the past. The woman hadn't been at the raid and no longer bore the scent of a pack, so as far as Gwen knew she had no prior relationship to her. Which made, of course, her intense interest in the both of them all the more unsettling, and though Gwen remained relaxed and calm physically, internally she was on high alert.
