The male seemed rather disinterested, his deep orange gaze drifting away from her form and to the plains around them. The cosmos watched on silently, cold and distant as they observed the encounter below. Her backwards steps faltered, hesitating as she debated fleeing. It didn't seem to be the safest plan. Something about him was just... dangerous. More threatening than the others she'd encountered thus far. He seemed the kind to chase her, and hunt her. It was unnerving, and she quivered at the thoughts of being devoured alive by this phantom man. Her curled upper lip slowly lowered, hesitant and cautious. Onyx tipped banner uncurled, sticking straight out behind her and flicking to and fro nervously.
When the foreign language poured from his maw in a single word, or what she thought might be one word, she was on her guard again. Who was this stranger? How did he find her? What did he want? Her hesitant melodies filled the air. "Kin o nfe?" She demanded anxiously, her voice cracking on the last syllable as she tried to seem bold. Hackles raised, she might look big enough to be intimidating at this point. She drew herself up to her full, meager height, stretching her neck out to glare at him in demand.
