Disarm you with a smile

The lady had gotten down off the wall and stood far too close to Araxina for comfort. So she hopped up onto another stone, enough to pull herself up on the thin ridge of the wall. She saw that it wove into a pattern that at least followed the dips and twists of the land. It was like a strange tall snake that weaved its way across the landscape in both directions, behind and before her. With a huff she began walking carefully along the ledge, tip-toeing the line and testing her balance. She looked southward, beyond the wall, and saw a smattering of figures in various clumps. Herds perhaps of sheep, and deer and maybe caribou. Would there be any rabbits or squirrels around here?

She looked along the ground, there weren't any trees so maybe not any squirrels. She could see a thick clump of trees and a vast flat land beyond, it looked dirty and without any grass.

The lady was still close.
She thought of how her mother would have handled a stranger. She narrowed her eyes at the lady and wondered if she could finess it as well as Absinth could.

She gave the woman a daring mischievous smile, before tilting her body right over the other side of the wall, as if in a comical deadfall. She flipped into a landing on all fours just on the other side and out of sight. With a squeal of nigh demonic delight, she bolted along the base of the wall, every few steps bouncing off the sheer face of it.

She bounced off the wall and twisted to face the direction she had come from. Did the lady follow? The ravens did.