Knight and Day

[Vaughn Adeney]

::vaughn::

While Vaughn had no set destination, he seemed to spend a great deal of time wandering through the Forest of Balor. It was a dangerous wooded area that extended throughout Albion and ironically, was the place most frequently filled with entertainment. He had encountered a great many people here, so why not continue to travel through it during his aimless journeys. It was not night this time, and made the woods less ominous than usual. The sun would set in a couple of hours though, and Vaughn reckoned, depending on if his mood changed at all from now until later tonight, that he would either be spending the night at a motel, or in the forest itself. He did not fear whatever creatures lurked around. It was merely another easy challenge to overcome.

He was rather familiar with the forest and so knew where the nearest lake was located so that his horse could drink from it, as well as himself. He was leading the horse as this area was a bit hilly and far too awkward to go down on, mounted on the animal. But as he lead the creature, his eyes saw a rather interesting sight. On the ground, was a pile of clothing. Vaughn was at too great a distance to pick it up to see if it was women's clothing or men's. Fortunately for him, he only had to take a few more steps for his question to be answered. He heard the water splashing a bit, and in the river, was a woman. Not only that, it was a naked woman.

Vaughn smirked. He stood near the clothing, watching her every move. He just stood there. Not saying anything, not moving an inch. He had even left the animal concealed in the trees, as it rested under the shade. Vaughn watched her, wondering how long it would take her to notice his presence. Perhaps he would be really fortunate and she would only notice it when she was stepping outside the river.

[[ Tag Kazira ]]

[†Kazira Astras†]

Kazira had been traveling for a long time and she was hot and tired. She had Moros scout out an water source and was ecstatic that when he returned that he had found a river. Granted she didn't particularly like rivers but when the days were beginning to blur together as she travel she could be happy about any water source. She found a small clearing and dropped her stuff it was still early so she would be okay enough to set up a small camp.

"Kazira; Did you want me to go hunting for our dinner tonight? Moros asked as he watched her dig through her pack pulling out two small pouches. He knew what it was it was a hair cleanser that Kazira had invented a while ago made of common herbs that helped clean the dirt from one's scalp and hair. It was rather pleasant and with the lavender mixed in you couldn't smell the herbal scent that it used to smell like. If he could have laughed her would have. Kazira did not look like a twenty some woman as she sat next to her pack her hair falling all over the place. She looked so young with the dirt smudges on her face. He would sometimes forget that she wasn't a small child.

"Oh," Kazira said looking at moros before answering. "Yeah that would be nice. I have no preferences really. You could even hunt rabbits if you feel a little lazy." She stated before standing up and stretching her legs and walked in the direction of the river Moros had found earlier. With a wave of her free hand she gave a small wave saying that they weren't in a big hurry so he could take all of the time that he wanted to. Kazira pushed back the brush and let out a small yip in happiness. She had never been so happy to see a cold river than she was now. She rushed up to the edge and quickly stripped her body of her dirty clothes and slowly walked into the cold water her teeth chattering slightly before she began to slowly get used to the temperature. She dove into the water slightly allowing her hair to get wet before she waded back to the shore and reached into the pouch and let her fingers pull out a paste and began rubbing it into her hair. After she was through with cleansing her hair and body."Man I could get used to relaxing like this." Her hands formed water figures that seemed to move as if they were alive; there were three of them one a man the other a woman and the smallest one was a little girl. She smiled as they danced around on the surface and acted like little goblins in a rush. She relaxed in the water and begrudgingly talked her self into going towards the bank so that she could wash her clothes. Her head down she swam closer to the bank and when she looked up she saw booted feet and let her icy eyes move up and saw a handsome man staring at her standing near her clothes. Her eyes widened slightly before they narrowed and she moved closer to the bank; she wanted to get to her dagger(all while making sure that her assets were still shielded somewhat by the water,) you never knew what someone would do to a person (especially a woman) when they were vulnerable.

"Do you think that you could stop staring at me?" She stated her eyes hard and swirling with emotions. "How long have you been standing there?"

[Vaughn Adeney]

::vaughn::

Vaughn continued to watch her, wondering how long it would take her to notice that he was standing here. He had not gotten a proper look at her, until she began to swim closer, her eyes still averted from him. As she grew closer, he began to find himself more and more fortunate. For all he knew, she could have been a child who looked mature for her age. But no. It was a woman. His fortune allowed it to be a rather beautiful young woman. Though wet, he still got a good look at her facial features, since from the neck below she was still submerged in the water. Fair skin. Beautiful large eyes. Perfectly shaped features. Yes. An exquisite beauty indeed.

When she finally looked up at him, clearly surprised by his presence, he just smiled, or smirked rather as she was not at all happy with him standing there. Not that he could blame her. How long had he been standing there? "Not nearly long enough," he answered, clearly enjoying the view he had, even now more so than before. How could he stop staring. He was a man after all, in the presence of a nude woman. Any man would be crazy to turn away. Had he been more of a knight, he would have shown more honor. But he was not. And so owed nothing that conflicted with his own pleasure and enjoyment. "How can one stop staring at something so, exquisite." As uncomfortable as this may be making her, he was in complete comfort.

[†Kazira Astras†]

Kazira gave him a dead-panned look. Was he...flirting with her? She growled though she was definitely not happy that he was still staring at her. She wasn't particularly modest but it was still unnerving to have a man staring at you so intently...Like you some piece of meat. She reached a hand over and grabbed her shirt deciding that she didn't want to be in the water any more than she had to be. She stood up slowly and turned her back to the male and pulled her shirt on. The shirt was a hunter-green and it went down to her mid thigh. Walking out of the water Kazira stood in front of the man nose-to-nose. She didn't care if he was taller than her or that she was currently unarmed...Nor did she remember that she had to actually lace up the top of her shirt.

Now that she was closer to the man she didn't like the infuriating smirk that was on his face. He knew that she was slightly uncomfortable."Its quite easy you turn your eyes and look else where." She stated in a sarcastic tone choosing to ignore that fact that he had said exquisite. "You're not a very sly pervert." She stated before walking back to the edge of the bank and kneeling down and gathering her things and wringing out her sodden hair. It was times like these that she wished Moros didn't volunteer to do something nice for her. Though she thought taking a small glance at the man, he is rather handsome. Maybe I could have some fun with this. She would be fine as long as nothing happened to the rest of her clothing. She could handle just wearing a shirt but it would be a little uncomfortable when she had to walk back to camp. She jumped slightly when she saw a fish swim by her. A silly idea came to her mind she allowed her eyes to glow and murmured a spell, this cause the fish that she was looking at to fly out of the water and hit the man, oh whom she had no name for except for "pervert", in the face. She looked back and started laughing wrapping her arms around her stomach. She reached for her boots not really caring about her pants at the moment (she actually forgot about them) and pulled them on, not before checking and making sure that her hidden daggers were still in place, before she continued to kneel at the bank only this time facing him. At the moment she was still flustered at his unannounced presence but hitting him with a fish made it all the funnier if not a bit better. She idly wondered how he was going to take being hit so comically?

[Vaughn Adeney]

::vaughn::

Vaughn did not in fact notice that the top of her shirt was not laced up. He looked at it, and then back at her face, smiling, a sinister gleam in his eyes. "Would you like me to assist you with dressing yourself?" He asked, referring to the open shirt, and the fact that she had not yet had her pants on. She had obviously just been making sure she was covered in the necessary parts. But still. Vaughn was going to indeed have fun with this.

And suddenly a fish hit him in the face. And he heard the laughter of the woman. Vaughn did not move. He did not flinch, though of course it was a very undesirable feeling to have a fish smack you. He pulled one his dagger and stabbed it, still smiling at the woman. "There we go. Freshly killed dinner." He said it in a tone as if indicating that he was offering to cook for her. On the surface, he could be a kind gentleman when need be, but on the inside, he was anything but. "You do have a beautiful laugh," he complimented once again. He noticed her looking for the rest of her articles of clothing, and he noticed the pants on the side. Pants? She wore pants? No dress or anything more, feminine. Oh now Vaughn was intrigued. He went over and picked them up, now holding her pants in his hand. "Were you looking for these?" He asked playfully.

[†Kazira Astras†]

Kazira hadnt noticed that her shirt was still unlaced so when the man had asked if he could 'assist' her in getting dressed Kazira's face gained a pink hue. Its more like you want to assist me in undressing she muttered. But when that fish hit him in the face she couldnt seem to get her face to stop burning from the way he was acting. She had to roll her eyes though when he stabbed to fish and acted like he was going to make her dinner with the, now dead, fish.

Her blush just got darker when he said that she had a beautiful laugh but she didnt say anything. The last time she said something she got scolded for talking down about herself. She turned faced the man from the bank and saw that he was holding her pants. She couldnt believe it...She had actually...forgotten about her pants. There she was sitting in front of a man in only a shirt and knee high boots. "Yes I was looking for those. Now can I have them back." She stated walking up to him and grabbing hold of the pants. Hoping that he'd just let them go but she doubted that he would. It was just a gut feeling.

[Vaughn Adeney]

::vaughn::

Vaughn chuckled at her correction. "Well if you are saying you need aid with that, then how could I possibly refuse such a tempting offer." He could not deny that the thought amused him, though he knew that it was not likely to happen. He was not above entertaining the idea however, and acting as if he had taken her sarcastic words seriously. Her half dressed state was yet something else that made him continue to smirk. He imagined most knights would have turned the other way when they saw her bathing in the lake. Was she all alone out here?

He quickly pulled him away, moving them to the side so that they were out of reach. Since she was standing rather close to him, he leaned in a bit, his face just inches away from hers while he kept the pants firmly in his grasp, and away from hers. "And what would I get in return?" He asked in a suggestive manner.

[†Kazira Astras†]

Kazira idly wondered if her face would ever stop burning from the blood rushing to her cheeks? This man; this very irritating perverted man has made her blush more times in several minutes than she did in a whole year! Its not like she hasnt been in the company of handsome men before, no that wasnt it, it was the fact that none of them were as brazen as this one. Where is Moros when you need him? she thought a little miffed. He's always around when he's not wanted. She tired reaching for her pants but it was on little use. He had much longer arms than she did and this game of keep away was certainly in his favor. She always did have a pension for attracting trouble and annoyances. Why would today be any different?

"And what would I get in return?"

She gave a little thought before she let a small smile glid onto her face softening her features. She moved closer to him, now what little space they had between them before was non existant. She lifted her face a little and now they were nose to nose. She could feel that her lips were barely touching his. She spoke softly, "You will get absolutely...Nothing." She smirked a moved away and grabbed what little things she had left on the ground and walked started to walk towards her camp. While she was close to him she had wanted to give him a kiss to distract him but that wasnt really her style (not that she really had one mind you) and just chose to get very close to him. She held back the small blush that had been wanting to spread over her face; when she spoke her lips were literally moving against his though it was very light; she could feel that he was strong even through his clothes. She never got that close to men unless she was fighting them. She paused at in her steps taking a look over her shoulder with a laughing smile. "You can keep the pants hun, though, I dont think that they'll fit you very well."

[Vaughn Adeney]

::vaughn::

Vaughn had not expected her to encourage the closing of the distance between them, though it was indeed a pleasant surprise. His expression was a smirk, as if it was permanently fixated on his face since the moment he had seen this woman. Had she remained close to him for a second more, he would have most definitely kissed her. But she had moved away, and her words made him chuckle. He remained standing, watching her every move as she gathered her things and began to walk away, turning her head while doing so. Was this really going to be the extent of their encounter? Did she really not want her pants? Not that he was going to be so quick to return them.

While she walked away from him, he kept his gaze forward as she spoke. "Come on. What ever happened to art of reciprocity." He would still entertain the idea of getting a reward more intimate than a mere thank you. He then looked at her. "I do not think the pants suit you very well either. It seems to be such a shame to hide such," he paused, drawing out the end of the sentence as he allowed his eyes to very slowly scan over her body, as if he was inspecting it far too carefully. "A beautiful figure."

[†Kazira Astras†]

She held back a laugh at the man. He was entertaining, if not perverted. She shook her head. it seemed that the only truly negative encounter that she's ever had reciently was with the prince. "I personally dont think it hides it." she stated nonchalantly as if it was common knowledge; she turned to face him. "More feminine clothes tend to hide what you call a beautiful figure." She shrugged but shivered slightly. Damn the breeze she thought clearly not amused. this was the disadvantage of wearing just shirts or dresses. She walked back over to them and tried to grab her pants from him again. Yes she had another pair but Moros would surely be back at camp and she didnt want the questions he would ask about where her pants were...It was a rather odd question to be asked.

Kazira didnt realize that she had dropped her belongings or that he dagger had fallen out of her boot. She also for some reason did realize that she was once again exceedingly close to the man who held her pants captive and wanted the ransom. "will you please just give me my pants back?" she asked finally in an exasperated tone. " I'll give you just about anything you want." She paused looking at him. "Within MY reason of course." She could feel the goosebumps rise on her skin and shived some more. This was certainly not what she had been expecting today. To get spied on by an unknown man, said man holding her pants hostage and again said man wanting something or other from her to get them back. This was just grand and peachy. She thought sarcastically.

[Vaughn Adeney]

::vaughn::

Vaughn chuckled again. She seemed to be humoring him, but within her own limitations of course. It was however, working, and he was rather enjoying this conversation he was having with her. Of course, it did not hurt that she was only half dressed. "Anything that covers it, hides it." Did this mean she wore pants more often than not? He was curious as to the reasons, and would ask in due time, or at least try to draw the information from her. He continued to hold her pants away from her, despite her efforts to get them. He was not quite ready to give them back yet, and wondered how far she would have to walk to get another pair, or if she even had one. "And as I said, it is such a shame to hide it," he repeated, emphasizing his comment on her having a nice figure.

Vaughn did notice the belongings she dropped, including the dagger. She had a weapon. Was she trained to use it? He quickly bent down to pick up the dagger, looking at it and its intricacy before turning back to her as she asked again for her pants. "If you are willing to give anything, then you should not be giving exceptions by what falls within your reason." How far was she willing to go to get these pants back? Vaughn may be many things, but he was not one to force certain things upon a woman. He found no need for that. But, as he was still a stranger to her, she may not be aware of that yet. "The question is, what are you willing to do to get them back."

His question was clearly a suggestive one. Was she a woman with virtue? Or was she one who did not care. From how she spoke so far though, he was led to assume she was one with virtue. She was clearly not comfortable with his presence when she bathed, and not now when she was only half dressed. So Vaughn was curious as to hear her answer to his question, and whether she would return the teasing, or if she would shy away.

[†Kazira Astras†]

She gave him a dead panned stare. When had her dagger fallen out of her boot? Was she that oblivious that she didnt feel it fall out? the blade was sharp and she knew from expirience that if that particular dagger fell out of her boot it cuts. Usually she was more protected because of her pants she glanced down at her leg briefly and saw the thin trail of red but returned her eyes just as quickly back to the man. "If you had heard me correctly I had said just about anything." She said it in a nuetral tone and crossed her arms. "I don't know you; so saying I would give you anything you want is just plain idiotic. I'm not that ignorant. It gives limitations. And there are certain things that I would never give up." She stated.

It was true the last time she had said she would give a person anything. She had been locked in the dungeons and torutred. She shivered at the memory. That particular day hadnt been the best, she lost something very important that day but she held no fear of the people who tortured her or the dungeons themselves. So she made herself put stipulations on what they wanted. That brought her back to his question what was she willing to do? "Like I said earlier. Just about anything. Honestly I could live without those pants but it would save a lot of hassle and questions if I had them back." She stated confidently and a teasing smile slid back onto her face. "Now it all depends on what you want from me?" She reached up her hand and drew a finger and ran it down the column of his throat lightly. It wasnt meant to seduce him or anything it was just Kazira being a little nusiance. One thing she knew for certain that there were certain places on the neck that she could use to her advantage. Such as a pleasure zone and a pressure point. Then she could get her pants back and hopefully get her dagger out of his hands.

[Vaughn Adeney]

::vaughn::

When she came close to him once again, and let her finger trail down his throat, he just smiled at her. They were very close and he leaned in just a bit closer. Close proximity did not seem to be something that intimidated her. Maybe she did not value her personal space as much as other people. No. She did not. Not if she was teasing him and touching him, even if it was in a more innocent manner. "Would you give up your virtue, to have your possessions back?" He asked, vocalizing his previous thoughts of wondering how far she would go. They were just pants after all. If she really was a, decent, as Vaughn assumed her to be then she would not give such a thing just for her pants back. Unless she had already lost it before.

He held her dagger in one hand, and had a firm grasp of her pants in her other hand. Taking the dagger, he stroked it across her cheek, not cutting or penetrating her skin. It was a light graze, certainly not enough to cut her. It was just done to show that he was not planning to give the dagger back anytime soon either. That now, he had her pants and her weapon so that he expected more if she wanted either, or both things back. Truthfully, Vaughn did not expect anything, but that was not what he was trying to show.

[†Kazira Astras†]

Kazira could feel the cool touch of her dagger on her face. though the touch was light it had that silent message, she was not going to get it back without doing or giving something in return. She pushed her cheek against the blade and felt it prick her skin. she frowned she would have to sharpen it again.

"if that was what you had truly wanted you've asked for not. that is one thing i can not give to anyone." She stated with a shrug. For once she was being honest with someone about it, even if it was indirectly. She turned her head slightly towards where his horse was she heard slight snickering. It was laughing at them! Great she thought. Now I have other animals laughing at my misfortune. She gazed at her dagger. She could live without her pants and the dagger but it takes time and money to forge another one. One of those things she did not have and the other well she didnt have to material. "Try again. What would you want?" She asked tapping her finger against his chest in an unknown rythm forgetting about the slightly bleeding cuts. " If you'd like we could go to my camp? I'm sure your horse is quite bored of being hidden and I am getting hungry." She stated with a laugh still not moving away from him. She wanted an aswer before she would do anything else.

[Vaughn Adeney]

::vaughn::

Vaughn did indeed notice that she cut her skin on the blade, and this only gave him an excuse to gently wipe the blood away from her cheek with the thumb of his hand that held the dagger. So she was not a promiscuous woman. She had her morals and values. Pity. But she also was not going to completely discourage his efforts when it came to getting something in exchange for her belongings. Was she inviting him to her camp? This only made him grin even more.

"I accept your invitation." And he would think on what he wants in return from her. He had no specific ideas yet, even though he knew she would not have given him what he had been implying. "Should I expect to be in the company of anyone other than yourself at your camp?" Did she have others with her? Or was it just her. Vaughn did not care which way it went. Of course, if there was some sort of ambush he would have to defend himself. He took a few steps away from her, picking up the fish he had killed earlier.

"I am sure we can find a way to, satisfy that hunger of yours." He said it in a suggestive way, but meant it in the food way. He was after all human, and he too needed to eat. "Shall we?" He asked, motioning for her to lead the way to her camp, expecting her to walk back still only half dressed. She was so casual about the entire thing. Even with the dagger being so close to her. This only intrigued him further.

[†Kazira Astras†]

Kazira smiled when he wiped the blood away. It was a sweet action something that she wasnt to used to it but it made her smile none the less. "I have another companion but he's more than likely off hunting or sleeping. I'm not quite sure." She stated as she bent down and picked up what was left of her belongings. She nodded her head in the direction she had come earlier. "Come on its this way." Kazira knew that she failed to mention that her companion was a giant dog but she didnt think that it was really all that important.
She moved through the bushes glancing behind her every few moments to make sure the man was still behind her.

She got a confused look on her face. She just realized that she had no idea what this man's name was. Yes she was curious but she was also a bit leary with him being behind her so she matched her pace to his and moved to stand next to him. "You know I have no idea what your name is. "She stated casually while grabbing a stray hair and twisting it around her index finger. It was a small habit she did when she was unsure of what to do. "My name's Kazira. Kazira Astras." She hoped that Moros wasnt at the camp. She really wanted to change into clean clothes even if it had to be her dress (the long or short one didnt matter at that point) but she would prefer her pants.

They entered that camp shortly after she inroduced herself. It was a small meadow area that was surrounded by trees. If one hadnt been paying attention they wouldnt notice that there were several bags and weapons laying in a neat and orderly pile. She smiled when she didnt see Moros. "Good he isnt here yet." She stated happily as she quickly moved over to her pack and pulled out another pair of pants only this time they were black she also pulled out a burgandy corest and a white off the shoulder shirt. "Make yourself at home. I have to change." She stated as she went behind a tree and changed her clothes. She wasnt like most girls...she didnt take forever to change her clothes. She was done after several minutes she was pulling her hair into a pony-tail but her bangs fell loose and framed her face. She plopped onto the ground with a small un lady like grunt.

[Vaughn Adeney]

::vaughn::

Vaughn had really not expected her to invite him back to her camp. He was not one to reject such an offer however. Perhaps he had misjudged her. Perhaps she was in fact that kind of woman who invited strange men from the woods who had seen her naked, to her camp for a meal and, whatever else. He noticed her glancing behind every so often during the walk to their camp. She either did this to see if he was still following, or to see if he was going to draw a weapon on her and pose to be a threat. There was no fear in her eyes however, so for now, he would assume the first possibility.

His name. "You are right; you do not know what it is," he said, pointing out the obvious. To reveal his name was not a big deal to him, but for some reason, it was something that was always drawn out and turned into a larger mystery than Vaughn initially thought. Still. It was fun. "Such a beautiful name, suiting its holder extremely well," he complimented, avoiding the subject of his own name. Mainly because, she had not yet technically asked it; so why not hold that element of mystery for just a few moments longer.

Vaughn looked at the camp she had set up. Weapons, belongings, it seemed she settled here for most of the day, if not longer than that. He was about to make a bit of a perverted comment when she said that she had to change, but she was out quicker than he thought she would be. Oh well. He was sure he would have more opporutinities since he planned to be here for a bit. "And who else will we be expecting for dinner?" He asked, taking out the fish. Was it a lover? Brother? Father? Friend? Someone that would have a problem with a strange man being here? That would be great fun.

[†Kazira Astras†]

Kazira laughed at him just because he acted so cool and collected and she had a slight blush on her face (soon of which she was going to think was becoming permanent) from when he said her name suited her. "Ha yeah right." she stated. "My parents wanted an odd name that no one else would have. I don't think that it suits me at all." She shrugged and let her thoughts wander to her companion;s he knew that Moros was going to be very mad at her but she was cold by the lake. It was all the stupid breeze's fault. She looked at the man and decided that since he hadn't told her his name (mainly because she hadn't asked) she would ask him now before Moros came back. "You'll have to meet my companion Moros. He should be back soon." She paused and looked out towards where her friend had left earlier. "So what's your name. I usually don't like calling people by you or that man." She stated humorously.

As if on cue Moros trotted into the camp dragging back a small doe. He was originally going to kill a few rabbit like Kazira had said to do but he decided against it. He was rather hungry and a few rabbis just weren't going to cut it. Moros, though, stopped halfway and released the doe and looked at the new addition and then sharply looked over at his friend and he gave an reproachful look but kept his mouth shut he didn't know if this person was a friend or foe to his friend and he was assuming that she didn't tell him what she was. He dropped low, hackles raised, and growled lowly at the man.
"No! Moros stop. He hasn't done anything harmful." She yelped jumping from her seated position. "Well other than steal my pants and watch me bath like a lecher." she muttered the last part forgetting that canines had better hearing than humans do.

[Vaughn Adeney]

::vaughn::

"And where are your parents now?" He asked, wondering about her reasons for being out here in the woods. "Such dangerous woods is not a good place for a vulnerable woman to be alone in." Except for whoever Moros was. "Someone could take advantage of you." He said this with a smirk for there was a bit of irony in that statement. He had practically threatened to take advantage of her before when she was in the river, though he would not have. Then again, in a way be had to some mild extent, since he still had her pants and had refused to give them back before.

She was continuing to express her curiosity about his name. Vaughn could have some fun with this. "Since you do not think your name suits you, you can decide what name suits me." He did not care what he was referred to. He did not say this to be polite to her either. He said it, because he thought it could be comical to see what she came up with. The last time he tried something like this, the woman had come up with the name Vlad.

And that was when an animal came. Had Kazira not stated his name, he would have wondered where it was coming from. So this was the companion. Well that was slightly disappointing. It was no competition. It was an animal. Vaughn chuckled, clearly not feeling any fear or intimidation from the animal even though it was rather large and even though it was growling at him. And she was defending him to the canine. How very, humorous. Vaughn held Kazira's dagger tightly, tracing the air with it, mostly to show the canine that he was armed, and that he was not afraid to stab the creature. He just watched it's every move. "Have you ever tried dog meat before?" He was asking Kazira, but still looking at Moros with a gleam of amusement in his eyes.

[†Kazira Astras†]

Kazira rolled her eyes at his statement. Really? Someone taking advantage of her? She was hardle helpless with her weapons, though, she was excluding the fact that he could have taken advantage of her but he didnt. Sadly she had to admit that at the river she was at a disadvantage seeing as she didnt want to use her powers or she would have had to truly kill him and that's not what she wanted to do. "Right," She said in bland voice. "I'm am comletely capable of handling myself in the woods and I have been for the 19 years." She didnt think about what she was saying until she remembered his question about her parents. "They're dead." She stated stoicly her voice lacing with invisible ice. "They were murdered 5 years ago with my sister." She didnt want to talk about it, it was still a sore subject.

She took a moment and thought of a temporary name for him and the one that kept popping up was Cain. "I'll call you Cain for now. At least until i get your real name." She stated before walking over to her friend who was still growling lowly at the new male. "Don't be a pain," She said to her new companion. "I have had dog before it wasnt that spectacular in fact Moros was the one to kill it for me." She stated running her hands through Moros' fur lovingly and effectively calming him down. she bent to his ear. "This one isnt a threat as of yet. Dont bit him. At least until i get my pants and my weapon back."

Moros had stopped growling but continued to galre at the man who was tracing the air with the dagger. Oh no, he wouldnt attack him that was just stupid but he wasnt going to trust someone who didnt feel like giving their brith name.

"So, what brings you to the forest?" She asked standing up and looking at him hoping he wasnt planning something that would completely embarrass her.