<span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #CCCCFF">She took long strides just to keep up with him, even when he slowed he was still taking bigger steps than her. But when he came to a stop, she stopped abruptly to keep from running into him again. Standing still, she took a few deep breaths, the icy air burning her lungs.<br/><br/>When he spoke, one of her dark eyebrows shot up, disappearing under the fur lined hood. What does he mean he doesn't want any trouble? she thought to herself. Then when he said the word /pack/ she immediately understood. Taking another deep breath, her nose scrunching at the sudden icy burn, she spoke.<br/><br/>"Pack? My pack?" she asked. "I'm not part of a pack; haven't been for quite awhile. As far as I know, there's none around here. If there are, they're keeping themselves hidden rather well." She shrugged, glancing around him and looking across the street. Shaking her head, her icy blue gaze found his eyes once more. "Look, I'm not going to give you any trouble; don't intend to.... I was just...curious is all. It's been a long time since I've met another....well..."<br/><br/>She trailed off as an older couple, bundled up against the cold, passed them. Saying the word out loud wouldn't be so terrible; the town was full of odd people of different species. But for some reason, saying /shifter/ out loud made people stop and stare. It wouldn't be the first time she'd experienced that reaction from people; quite a few bad ones at that. It was all part of the reason she'd moved to this place in the first place. But that was a story for another day.</span></span>