Unprepared

SHIBA KLEIN

The man didn’t seem to be aware of her presence until she spoke, his head snapping up suddenly to look her over. She kept a distance, nothing about her stance suggesting she had any bad intentions. "Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you." He was large enough that she was certain he could handle her quite easily if he thought she posed a threat, so the last thing she wanted was to give him a reason to feel uneasy. He informed her that he was looking for herbs and she nodded slowly. "A bit late in the year to be hunting for herbs, it’s unlikely that much survived the snow, though you may get lucky and find something salvageable still." She glanced to his bag briefly before letting her eyes rove the scars littering his pelt. "You look like the type that would go through herbs quickly, no?" She would ask why he hadn’t gathered more herbs to keep in the bag of his, but based on appearances alone, she could assume it was difficult for the seemingly battle worn beast to keep herbs stored for very long.

"Speech."