[Daine watches the girl for a minute or so, well-hidden in the underbrush. Something about the way she eats, and the alert way she holds herself, reminds her - uncomfortably - of how she must have looked when she'd gone mad and ran with the Pack. There's no spark of wild magic about this one, but best be careful, anyway. At least her current shape isn't very threatening.
Daine lets out a soft, trilling chirp, then takes a cautious step out into the open. See? Nice kitty.]
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Daine lets out a soft, trilling chirp, then takes a cautious step out into the open. See? Nice kitty.]