The girl had followed quietly inside when the others had given up trying to make her feel better about hurting the human guard that had woken her from sleeping inside the truck; the others made her uneasy and fearful when she should be proud and dangerous. Her scaled hide picked up several pieces of grass while she moved, blades of grass catching irritatingly between the scales as well. She lifted a hand to brush her hair out of her face while the other picked a particularly long piece of grass out from between too of her scales that were closer to her hips, causing the girl to bite her bottom lip in pain. Looking around she found the young man who had greeted them in the first place and hovered not too far away, hoping he would notice her.

[@Puffhead]