Soak into my bones, refresh my skin

Cairo did not for a moment miss the hostile look the woman cast him before she banished it from her features. But he kept the reaction in mind as he studied her more closely. She was primarily grey, with a black head and scruff, a semicircular line saddling her sides along the back, and a notable, perfectly round white circle on one shoulder. Her eyes stood out as starkly as his own pure, fathomless sapphire eyes, but instead glinted a cold emerald.

She supposed she was pretty, but her initial behavior put somewhat of a damper on things. She would have said something, he was sure, and he could only wonder if it was going to match the hostility with which she’d greeted him in one look, but it came out as a squeal.

Cairo merely turned his head to study the albino woman that had come closer. He’d heard her coming, and the soft hissing words guiding her. The only initial indication he’d heard her coming had been a cock of one ear keeping a feed on her.

He considered as he studied the younger lady, head cocking as he took in her darker marks with interest. Hadn’t he seen someone recently with feather-like strips like that? A subtle sniff told him only a small amount, but from what he could glean, she smelled like…

The other woman brought his attention back to herself, sapphire locking with emerald in bemusement as she posed. Noble? His personal view of what was noble was Aurielle. This woman hardly fit the bill. She fell flat by a mile.

“I’d suggest a massive pro-tip in life as a loner princess. Don’t glare at a stranger right away, regardless of what they do. There are a lot of wolves on this continent who don’t need much provocation to rip into someone, or force them into their pack. And there are more than one or two who take slaves. Former High Rank does not matter to them.”

For all that his words were firmly rebuking, his tone was gentle, somewhat concerned. Her behavior could well get her hurt, or taken.

He rose to sit, head cocked as he turned to study the albino yearling, before carefully posing a query, “Would you happen to know a Banshee Fatalis-Klein?”

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think