Fayelon hadn't gotten more than five steps before someone decided to show up, her posture com-busts into a million pieces and her pin-straight black fur prickled at the ends. An average sized crown began to rotate in the direction the source of one's bark had come from. Her dark crusading physique relaxed when she examined the rather large over-grown pup in front of her, a grin splitting her countenance into as she held back a chuckle. Realizing that he was no threat nor harm the older women quickly responded, calm and soothing like always yet a brisk wrath of irritation and raw violence. "Is that how you greet someone who is new to the land? I may be trepassing but how was I supposed to know."
Fayelon positioned herself rightfully beside her kill, long strong legs spread eagle as it was her instinct to be prepared for a fight, then again she couldn't get into a scramble with a pup. Shaking her dome the black furred goddess tucked her chin into the base of her heart-shaped chest, eyes that burned two different colors of galactic remedies analyzed the young males lineaments and exterior. Her own proportions were crumbling with layers of muscle displays, Faye took in his "bad boy" profile and smiled at his determination to try and sound high and mighty. The fae's physiognomy so happened to change in both mental and physical aspects when returning her attention onto the dead animal beside her. "Are you going to try and chase me away now or do you want to exchange names and telling me what I am trespassing on?"
