<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3d54e1575e8c9d8df68779f5d609eab/tumblr_mg9sd2vDgp1r976s2o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Safiya<br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Human form, Haas<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Nilofer, Cirven, Juno<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Moving away from Koann, the centos city<br/><hr/><br/>The interactions between the elves caused her to life a brow since she could not help but wonder if there was another reason behind  their dislike. She turned her attention back to the horse, wondering if she wanted to risk touching it or not. The creature seemed gentle enough. Finally, she gained enough courage to reach out her fingertips to graze over the creature's muzzle before quickly withdrawing her hand away. A content smile crossed her features upon feeling the softness of its skin so unlike her scales. Content with the experience, she turned around to look at the other three. Her eyes shifted to the Peranos woman rather than the other ones upon hearing about her being escorted back to her home.<br/><br/>Just then she was raged at for asking a logical question. How was she supposed to know she was not a deserter?<strong>"Oh."</strong>She said with a thoughtful press of her finger to her chin.<strong>"What do you do when on the homefront?"</strong>Maybe she could do something else with roots or other materials gathered from the earth for the battle.<br/><br/>Safiya crinkled her nose in thought then a few seconds later spoke what was brewing in her mind.<strong>"I want to see this place of yours. Your ne--home."</strong>Not just the place but their selections in clothing as well. It would be nice to see more of their horses as well. Fascinating creatures, not to be eaten unless in times of great despair when nothing else was available.<strong>"What am I to call it?"</strong>The question sparked up a few more.<strong>"What am I to call you all if we are to be around each other? If you refuse then I will just make up something to call you."</strong>Names would make separating them a bit better in her mind. Her gaze flashed to the Trithos male with pure amusement.<strong>"You look like a Katharian."</strong><br/><br/>Part of her felt like the Peranos woman was unfair.<strong>"Killing is a necessity."</strong>It was commons sense in her eyes. It was not really a question of enjoyment although she did find satisfaction in the hunt and subsequent kill. It truly was a difficult question. She was going to say more on the topic but then Juno decided to ask a question that made her visibly cringe. Why would he ask such a question? Instead of responding, she kept her mouth glued tightly together then moved over to look at the soldier's belongings. Being a dragon, she understood the need to not touch another's stuff but she could not help her curiosity.<strong>"What is this?"</strong>She said pointing to some food visible which looked like bread of some kind.