Becoming a piece to move and play in the Peak gave her a certain code to follow. While the scarred snake was not likely to lift a finger until it was time and when she felt it was earned, she was prepared to make sure that those she might be able to stop being forcibly marked and taken to another place without any question or choice to where it was they were headed.
And she was given a choice, so she came here with the intent to make life harder for one who might attempt this move upon a woman. She would be the scavenger here, stalking the predator and seizing the opportunity to stop them.
She did not have to swim to arrive here. Her home was the mountains, surrounded by those women who did not wish to live under the thumb of any other, be it pigheaded men or the rare occasion, women.
Now she had come across that very event happening. A golden woman with dark hair was inflicting her will upon another woman. Maraigh stood still for a moment as she regarded the situation. There was something familiar about this woman, but in all honesty, she did not care who she was. She strode forward, ears flattening to her head as her dark eyes latched upon her first, having heard her name. Her nostrils curled as her lips tightened over her teeth.
Her gaze turns to the woman that she believed the golden one had been after. A mare of earth and coal colouring, splashed with white. She was wet and looked intrigued but out of place - Maraigh surmised she must be a newcomer.
“You look lost and remade all at once, sister,” she addresses her. Maraigh found the ability to converse with others an easier task every day, though should the golden one say anything too rash, Maraigh would give her a taste of what she had to her prey. Her voice is cool, but despite her desire to test the mettle of them both, she was calm.
And for a moment she regards the golden mare with cold appraisal. “At least some know not to touch without an invitation,” she says in a quiet voice, but she looks back to the stranger. “I am Maraigh of the Peak. Welcome to the Lost Isles, where you are free to choose your fate and are not forced by a man, or a woman...”