Cheshire Country

She was caught off guard by the complement, her ears pulling back as a small snarl crossed her lips. Who did he think she was? Some faint of heart dam that would be so easily wooed a second time by someone just because they offered her sweet nothings? She huffed, her fur prickling again "Do not think me so easily taken rouge." She hissed. "It will take more than complements to win my favor". She was struck then, as he asked her who had hurt her. How could she tell a stranger such a thing? Tell him something so personal? "No one you know. I'm sure." She responded, quickly falling onto her rear and averting her gaze as she was once again haunted by memories of Thane. The fool asked if she would join him in a hunt. Was he stupid? Could he not see how small she was? How weak she must have been against the giants in the valley. "I am no hunter, rouge." She spat, bitter at having to admit her own weakness to a stranger who seemed blind to her obvious shortcomings.
Speech!