Take me down, Take me up

After discovering Tiresias on the Battlefield, Kamala had been given a favorable impression of the place that she had normally avoided with all of her heart, leaving the recruitment to her father and brother. Kamala had had no interest in this bloodstained land. And yet, after the first time she'd visited, it hadn't been half bad. So when she approached these lands again, she expected something similar to happen. She knew that there were vicious creatures stalking this bloodsoaked plains, but Kamala didn't intend to run across one of them. And if she did, well, she was sure that there were plenty of wolves out there. The battlefield was never empty, and someone would come to her aid or distract any vicious wolves.

So Kamala strode into these lands with confidence. When a howl echoed, summoning any wolves who might appear, Kamala adjusted her path without second thought, gray tail swishing easily behind her as she approached the strangle wolf. "Greetings, sir." Her voice was as polite as ever as she padded up to the strange male, hesitating a few steps away to see how he would react to her appearance. Would he attempt to attack? If so, Kamala would be beating a hasty retreat. But if he was seeking to be claimed or anything similar to that, Kamala would certainly be willing to stick around. Especially if he was as polite as Tiresias was. "What is it that you desire?" The inquiry was carefully phrased as Kamala examined the tiny male, trying to gauge if he was a threat or not. He certainly didn't seem to be, but looks could always be deceiving.