Ah, a fellow hunter, I presume?she asked, her melodious voice carrying a note of curiosity. Up close, you could see the striking contrast of her heterochromatic eyes - one a vivid, blood-red, the other a piercing, wolf-like amber. They seemed to bore into you, assessing, calculating.
I couldn't help but overhear your query about the changeling. It seems we have a common enemy.A small, fanged smile played at the corners of her mouth.
I am Penny, a tracker of sorts. And you are...?