Knock, Knock Madam Hana-ho

Hazel had been working with Dread on the other side of the Col when she caught the scent. It made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, and without hesitation she took off in the direction of it. No hesitation. None whatsoever, her head high and gaze burning bright. She'd send her companion for help, the hawk taking off in the opposite direction. Send for Az, send for Seer, send for anyone higher up than herself but she wasn't letting them get away with this intrusion.

Pirates are attack on sight. Hazel's hackles up along her back, head lowered to the ground, a menacing sort of snarl echoing from her chest. he could hear him speaking-- he just wanted to talk? It isn't in Hazel's nature to stay quiet, it's not in her nature to skulk around the situation. "Like hell you do," as she nears, she can tell that he's bigger. Bulkier, stronger. Hell, Hazel has spent her entire life training for things like this. Pirates are attack on sight.

Azure's words play back in her head. Hazel rushes the stranger, crystalline teeth flashing. She lunges for the space where his shoulder meets his neck, taking him as head on as she can manage. A Pirate caught out in the Col, and she'd take it upon herself to deal with it.

"Speech"