Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

-You can't Stop me.-
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Dracana was silent for a time, though a smile creased her muzzle as he looked her way. Nothing about his presence was intimidating to her, nor was she overly concerned by whatever might have crossed his mind. The grey wolfess did not /try/ to make others fear her. Usually, they did so after what she did to someone. It was merely a matter of perspective. In all honesty, if you were not her target, then there was no reason to fear her presence. Unless of course one did something utterly stupid. Then there might be a bit of fun in it for the fae.

When the jaguar spoke, her green eyes narrowed slightly, still looking at him. Finally, a bit of a smile flashed across her muzzle. "I guess you could say it is a good day. Though 'madam' might be a bit much for me," she said. She fell silent for a moment before teleporting, reappearing on the branch just above Bane. She was smiling again. "I don't know what a cat such as yourself could do for me. You are simply a curiosity," Dracana informed him. It wasn't a lie though, he was a curiosity just by being a jaguar, something not common in the region.

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