Kallan
I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King
Perhaps it is because she was already returning her gaze to look at him before they continue forward that she catches his gaze moving to stare at her horns. Instinctively she brushes her long backs back towards her face to cover them, though there was nothing to disguise the nubs poking out despite her effort. She does not acknowledge her differences aside from raising a brow at him, as if daring him to ask. Instead, she continues to lead the way toward the camp. The hunting trip had been long and she hadn't accounted for a distraction adding additional time to her trek. A steep incline that was normally traversed with practiced ease catches her feet slipping more often than she'd like, and it takes her another moment to answer him.
"Since I was woken from my sleep some time ago. I could not tell you if I lived here before that, though I can't imagine living anywhere else." A pause as they finally crest the hill to the camp. "That is not to say I wouldn't mind seeing what else is out there." There was much that had changed, even more that she wished to see with her own eyes.
"My home is yours until our paths part, Caden. Rest and tend to your wounds, I will build the fire. "
