Sass in Moderation

Ahhh… mighty was her nose indeed. Rœkia stood triumphant below fronds of boneset, some reaching nearly 4 feet high. The leaves and flowers were most commonly used but she was also studying uses of the roots and so the fae set about digging up the plants. Her claws would bite into the earth around the base before her fangs would grab hold of the stem and she would wrench it free. She'd pulled about four plants and was digging her fifth when her ears flicked back.

Garnet eyes were drawn to movement as a large male approached her. Rœkia's tail flicked as she observed him debating if she she play any of her cards. The lost girl perhaps? No… no something about him seemed rather predatory. It would not do to play prey and cause unnecessary excitement. Keen eyes took in every body movement, trying to analyze what she was dealing with and if it was worth standing her ground or trying to run. His ears flicked and instinctively she followed the motion. Eyes peering off into the brush for a moment. Was someone else here? She turned back to stare at the male as he asked her what she was doing, her senses peeled for additional activity. Of all the luck… had she managed to walk right into a trap.

Rœkia smiled sweetly, puffing up her chest just slightly as her right paw gently stroked her gathering. Deep violet-red eyes flicked to the boneset and as she did she studied his paws, noting the lack of green stains that might come from one who worked frequently with herbs. He also did not smell of the variety of scents that often came with her line of work and so Rœkia lied… only a little. Garnet eyes flickered back up again to meet the mans.

"Oh, just picking some poison…."

"Speech"