[SE] [Open] An artist's view

A panther in the night, a fire burning bright. The hesitation in which the other Attuned gave her name made Ray pause. But only for a heartbeat. She recalled those with snow leopard shifts and noted those who might be wary of identification. The list was small. Lia, huh? Ah. Ray had a feeling she knew who this was. But as one who always makes judgments for herself she ignored what she'd heard in passing. Nice to meet you Lia. I'm Ray. She introduced herself, her tone still as genuinely warm as before. I came out here to draw the falls. It seemed like too tempting of a view to pass up. What about you? What brings you out here? Knowing now that the leopard was friendly and that she could talk to Lia with her mind, Ray picked up her bag once more and stood up. Shall we go see the falls? She briefly wondered if she would get an answer to her previous questions but decided not to pry if Amalia dodged the inquiries. As long as she remained friendly, Ray wouldn't push for answers. Especially not if this was who she suspected. r a y The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion. —Albert Camus