Feed The Hungry

The man who was apparently well practiced in quiet steps made her jump when he announced himself from behind her. Her head flicking in his direction, she showed her teeth with a quiet growl. She was certainly on edge, though maybe that could have been expected towards a stranger. You'd think she would recognize the voice of her father if it was him though maybe she didn't really want company at all. No that was a lie. From Kefka's own negligence, she knew she wanted something more, but she didn't know what that was. Unknown to everyone at this time in her life, she was wrecked from her childhood though it wasn't as bad as it could have been.

She relaxed slightly to the brute's appearance, clearly not who she was afraid of. Was that a compliment? She couldn't tell. She knew little about sexual interactions as a whole or at least what they could offer and hadn't really had anyone there to explain her heat season though she understood basics. She could feel the differences in her body and being more irritable, maybe adolescence is what put her through this emotional or rather unemotional spell to begin with.

She didn't dismiss the man, but she probably didn't seem entirely welcoming as she let him join beside her and her gaze moved back out ahead of her This time turning to the sky, not responding to any of his comments. She hadn't really cared if he left, or started a fight with him. She preferred the later, but she was really in no mood to initiate it herself.

"Relm"