Opalescent eyes widened ever so lightly she almost sprang forwards to the girl's throat but her scent was marred with that if the grasslands she has come to lurk so often which was the only reason she kept her teeth sheathed at least for now. Perhaps Sekhmet wouldn’t always be fortunate enough to meet all the wolves that didn’t speak still she seemed rather lucky most of the time. She watched the little white one drink, she seemed keen to keep her paws out of the mud and Sekhmet understood this desire to keep herself clean still she wasn’t willing to do more than observe for the heat of the day sapped too much energy from her body to put up exceptional effort.

Sekhmet watched as the girl made her way over perhaps she would inwardly groan for she has noticed approaching involved conversation and conversation gnawed at her making her, oh so easily irritable as if the heat was helping matters. The white and silver one blinked causing Sekhmet’s head to tilt in curiosity, it was enough interest from her blood to force her upon large paws befogging drawing nearer. The woman sat a good distance away but Sekhmet never followed custom boundaries as she stared into the woman eyes curious to see if something ailed her for she had never seen others blink this much.

An ear twist back the fems singing tone bubbly and overwhelming but she didn’t outwardly despite it as much but still nothing truly compared to the silence she loved. She thought on the girl's question for a moment she would never be a creature of very many words but she found the effort to allow this girl a rare gift of her speech; “No”. It was a simple answer but one that would have to suffice it was too hot for it to be a good day her movements made lazy for she lacked the enthusiasm hidden but ever ready to take action as her mind demanded of her.

The girl seemed persistent and perhaps it intrigued Sekhmet to linger for longer. Maybe this girl could be useful she would allow the gnawing to decide later in an argument she could make while she rested alone for now the girl pressed on; words gushing forth as a fresh mountain spring. Sekhmet although not a talkative creature understood others easily but it took much effort and coaxing to return anything; “No one.” she was a creature that would be left unnamed to the world. As for where she was from and what she was doing here well, she didn’t mind such insight; “Valley. Hunting.” She was born in the valley, yet she often stayed in the grasslands with Thoth. Sekhmet did intend to hunt but the sun had zapped all of this desire. The fem should special for such uttering of this many words was not a blessing she offered most and her patience was wearing thin. She would permit the girl to speak but she didn’t wish to utter more words.