The forest was calm once more after their tussle with the giant cat. If anything was stalking them at this point it was most certainly a good deal more elusive than the larger predator that had harried them previously as there were no out of place shadows to be seen in the trees nor the familiar sounds of movement on the forest floor. Nisha seemed to notice her companion’s extra caution as when the girl stopped speaking her onyx colored eyes widened slightly and she cautiously peered around as well, trying to be less than obvious about it in front of the other woman though failing miserably.<br/><br/>If Nisha notices the savage woman nursing her tender side Nisha does not show it however, a familiar smile coming to her face just like the slowly returning color after the shock of their encounter with the brutally cunning beast that lay dead some good distance back. Truth be told she was worried however and though her black eyes did not show it as they focused on the elf’s hand and she took it to stand with a little grunt of her own. Nisha was worried that Tyl’ra was hurt perhaps more than she let on and most of all, that she cared enough to even care or suspect Tyl’ra of lying to her in a roundabout way like that. Her line of thought is interrupted however when the slow pull to her feet comes to an end and the tender flesh of her shoulder is strained.<br/><br/>A gasp leaves her lips and definitely not as silent as she’d hoped as the color drains from her cheeks a bit, her eyes averting themselves as they continue once more down the long, winding road in the humid rainforest. When the elf does speak she does not stop walking but does look at her. The Tiefling wears her familiar , radiant grin at the words despite the seeming harshness of them. For Nisha they were as good as any others coming from Tyl’ra, almost even sweet in their own way<span style="color: blue">. “ When we get to the city let me treat you to something, anything.”</span>She continues plodding on an as she does so she seems to be focusing inwardly once more like Tyl’ra had seen her do before. This time her features shift however and her horns slowly fade to nothing, receeding back into her skull painlessly by magic, though for now her tail stays as it is.  After a long moment her attention is undivided once more and she itches at her scalp, frowning.<span style="color: blue">“ That always feels so awkward.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>