[She's not a creature of words. Too many years of being taught to hold her tongue, whether by instruction or pain when she did speak out. Her opinions, her voice wasn't what was wanted. Only her claws, her healing and even then it was only because they couldn't have the boy.
So she waits for him to move, watching him before looking around the bar, studying faces and filing away minute details just in case they become important]
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So she waits for him to move, watching him before looking around the bar, studying faces and filing away minute details just in case they become important]