Nervous passenger

Torrent was alone, Asriel off for some solitsry brooding somewhere as he was occasionally wont to do, which left her solitarily brooding. The stong smells of the herbs and flowers in the lush land were distracting enough to nearly annoy her, since she was really starting to build ul a good brood today and the scents were simply too cheerful to not grate on her nerves. Instead of letting herself be annoyed she pushed past them without expression, only to come to a halt as her chimeric gaze caught sight of movement in the grass. Nostrils flared in an attempt to draw the acent in, but herbs and flowers continued to perfume the air too heavily for her to tell. There was an undeniable appeal in taking her mood out on some hapless prey animal, and her pupils dilated as she dropped into a hunting crouch, a swift and silent stalk moving her closer to her would-be victim.