Enigma was known for her quick and vicious temper, and the label 'Missy' should have flared the reaction within her. But there was something about the man that seemed both calming and... safe. " Enigma, and may I ask your name?" she said. Though she was technically wild, she knew how to use manners when talking to a trainer, especially if this one was as prestigious as said. Staying where she was, she ran a copper hand through her now, wind-blown fiery curls to allow them to lay flat against her round back end. Ears stayed erect and her tail swayed lightly and slowly from side to side, showing that she was comfortable, if not a little wary of the situation.