My shadows the only one that walks beside me

The strangers question would pull her gaze to freely roam her fiery body. Ash mingled with various shades of reds. It could be said that she was indeed born of the fire. She wouldn't answer, her grin only growing fractionally. A challenge would roll of her tongue, gazing her gaze to sweep from the womans paws to her crown. She was smaller than the heiress and undoubtedly lighter. "I suppose it is." Her voice was laced with mischief. The stranger would finally give her name, Serefina. A unique name for a unique woman. Basanti." She would give her own name, even as the woman inquired about her home. I live in the west, but there is no reason one can't venture far from home every once in awhile." The woman smelled solely of rogue, obviously having no pack to claim as her own, only a rogue attempting to stake her claim on the mountain. A reign that would be easily overthrown.
 

"Burn Baby Burn"