Emerald gaze wandered lazily over his muscled form. She didn't care the least bit if he caught her looking. Eyes flitted back over to his golden ones as he spoke. An incompetent half-sister hm? Boy did Dægmar know the feeling! Her thoughts drifted lightly to Aerndís, the sister she hadn't much seen or thought about in years. Not that they were ever really close. Dægmar grinned as she watched the burning heat in his gaze, like he might snap at her in any moment but that was fine with her. She liked that fire. If he wanted to take a bite well Dægmar would be happy to oblige, just as long as she got in a few bites of her own.
Dægmar let out a laugh and took a few steps closer. "My dear, irritable stranger. Size isn't everything…" Her muscles flexed loosely, movements betraying years of battle experience as she let the threat in his tone roll down and off her back. If this brute of a male was trying to scare her he'd have to get used to failure.
"As for curiosity, I'm bored and what better way to make conversation then asking a few harmless little questions, mm? I'm sure your dolt of a sister will wander back eventually…." And maybe to a rather… unexpected sight.
