Sekhmet felt the girl stiffen under her touch but she cared little for her mind didn’t care much to acknowledge her behavior as out of the ordinary; It was simply how she is, how she was, how she would be. Very few gained a gentle kind of touch, however, brief it would be and her eyes fell cold but curious as the girl licked at her fur. Sekhmet parted her lips in frustration but gazed about once more. The female was very unaware she could just well be the hunter and she the prey but for now, this is not the case still her mind desired to stress the importance of being observant.

It was too much effort to try to explain that she meant the girl could be prey. She was not one for teaching in the heat of summer she could only shake her head ever so lightly before watching the girl splayed out on her side. She observed and wasn’t certain she ever felt so relaxed in the open perhaps it was because she was cautious, perhaps it was because she knew with the heat she didn’t have the edge in a fight she couldn’t place it and yet her mind demanded she does it.

An ear flickered to the girl as she spoke once again about relaxing; this was a sensation she rarely felt a treat perhaps. Sekhmet growled quietly this one and laid down with her head on her paws she would allow herself some rest but her ears would remain attentive and ready to act upon anyone approaching. She was overly cautious but eventually it would come in handy; this she was certain.