I beg you don't embarrass me motherfucker

Queen of Heaven
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"I'm not stalking, I'm venturing through. Looking for.. things." she spoke lowly, voice precise and feminine while she looked at the woman before her. it as a lanky thing- skinny and perhaps underfed. the other held the demeanor of absentmindedness. childlike even as they shouted out and spoke on. and their step forward did little to assure trust from ishtar.
she took a step back as they came forward, her ears splaying down in offense as she sent a soft growl aloud. "respect my personal space, please." she urged, saber teeth glinting. her toes splayed as she lowered her head, instinctively tucking her chin while her ears came back up. within some minutes, she relaxed the tension in her body. "Raiders Hallow? Are they respective of personal space?" she asked, partly serious. if they were, she'd consider following the native to their home.

"talk" 'think'