The sigh she made broke the short lived silence. Of course Reaver didn't break his own silence as he turned swiftly to sound. Small confusion grazed his conscious state letting air slowly escape as his heart stiffed. The colors only truly reaching his eyes as one claw rested against the grass pulling his body forward in a manner shadows envied. Behind the female he snapped forward as compelled to finish a half completed job.

A single razor edge pressed against her throat so readily it was if the writer of book hated her a character. Around her waist his tail curled against in a python bind to steal the air she dared to breathe leaving said edge barely parting the existing skin. Pulling one finger across the wound catching the liquid before letting it drop splattering against the grass. Next the same finger which he curious dipped made way to tug on the injured wing as the way they snapped atrociously forward seemed to catch a thought. For a few moments he couldn't grasp why the injury looked familiar but remembering others received the wound from being launched off this female must have been his victim.

She looked similar in several features inspiring a shred of pity he wouldn't just kill her for sitting near him. The tree now noticeably casting a shadow diagonal from it's original position. Sparing near silent words his tone was hardly carried."female, what are you?" Mainly the green eyes of his traveling along the her wings loosening his grip well enough to speak and breath but not near to do much more past that then die. [@Song Book]