The sound of skidding gravel and dirt hit Xanda's ears, making her head tilt slightly to the side, as though listening closer to the sounds that came from that direction. A near blank expression was plastered over her face as she listened. The sound of thundering feet seemed to be drawing closer to her, and with that she could only guess another worried person. Once the voice echoed, Xanda's brow cocked, that was strange, voices normally didn't echo, unless there was something that covered the head.  There was a blink of unforeseen eyes, and a yawn to follow it as she decide what to say.<br/><br/>"I am blind, not hurt... and I don't need a ride anywhere unless it is to a shower...."<br/><br/>There was a sharp clip of words, her hand moving over her thigh as she felt the splotches of dirt over her. Surly this wasn't the best way to meet someone in the wilderness but... it was what it was, and she couldn't change that. Rising up from the ground, Xanda stretched, extending those lazy muscles from a night's rest, her back arching as she worked fully on her body to get it read for the day.<br/><br/>"Who are you?"<br/><br/>The question came after she was finished with her stretch, the next task was to find her clothes, which would prove to be a bit more difficult then standing up. With a slight 'hmm' coming from her lips she turned, almost as though looking around for her clothes, though really... how could a blind person find something they can't see? In any case Xanda lowered back down to the dirt and tilted her head down, sniffing at the ground as though she was in wolf form. It was perhaps the most unusual sight to see a human do but... Xanda had been alone for a long time and relied on her other senses to get her through this life. Tracking her clothes back to the left of were she had been laying, she picked up the jean skirt, slipping into it, fastening the front and then bringing her black top over head. Xanda knew she looked a complete mess, her fingers getting tangled in her hair as she pulled her shirt over head.<br/><br/>Once she was dressed, she turned back into the direction she thought  the male would be standing, silent now as she tilted her head to the sound. There was a few choice words that came to mind but...this voice didn't seem to be familiar to her, so she let it go before opening her mouth to say something else completely different from what she had been thinking.<br/><br/>"Do you go to school around here? I have my 'Precious' is parked on the side of the right a little ways up... a...'friend' dropped it off for me last night."<br/><br/>Pursing her lips she rocked back and forth on her hills, a bit shy as she knew how this seemed, how the hell did a blind woman know how to drive? The fact was... Xanda didn't get to drive, she rode, and more then anything she hated that but... without her 'Precious' she would be walking everywhere.