kill for gain or shoot to maim

Her laugh is enchanting, a siren song drawing Matija closer. Head tilting from one side to the other, taking her in through the low light. Carefully taking her in, the poor news softened by the compliment. Really, a stroke to his ego helps him get by. "Seems they don't make men like us, around here." A rakish grin playing on his face, a twitch of his tail.

The woman comes closer, and Matija holds his ground. Not concerned, though he does lean in as she comes closer. She's smaller than he imagined up close, slinking as she moves. "What's a pretty girl like you doing out here alone, in weather like this?" The sleet had been relentless, and showed no signs of stopping. At least it's warmer near the hot springs.

Matija allows her to circle him, following her with a steady gaze. Looking the little woman up and down appreciatively, following her with his eyes only. Letting her be in his blind spot without too much worry, confident and brassy under inspection. Matija has nothing to hide, after all.

"Matija"