[hr][hr][center][h1][color=goldenrod]Valona “Norsa” Norsys[/color][/h1][/center][hr][hr][color=goldenrod][b]Location:[/b][/color] Middle of the road somewhere in the Gorlf Northern Territory.
[color=goldenrod][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] A nosey, white haired person that smells like dog.[hr]
Valona was taken by surprise when she heard an unfamiliar voice speaking to her. But instead of looking around for the source of the noise like a normal person, she stared directly into the sky and watched [i]something[/i] above her that clearly only she could see. [color=goldenrod]“Did you find a new way to torture me? No… That sounded too far away to be you though. SHUT UP! I can’t hear anything if you keep nattering away at me!”[/color] Her hands were holding the sides of her face before slipping to cover her ears. 

Screwing up her face as if to close every single part of it, Valona began to hum a song that was occasionally interrupted by her screaming [color=goldenrod]“NER NER, I’M NOT LISTENING!”[/color] before she continued humming again.

She swivelled on her damp little spot on the road, her buttocks making a significant dent in the mud before she stopped spinning long enough to actually see the source of the voice she had heard. She jumped up to her feet but soon slipped face first into the mud. Her hands scrambled in the soft earth as she got herself back to her feet. Her hands gripped her quarterstaff firmly as she regained her feet and she actually [i]hissed[/i] at the woman with the white hair.

Flailing the staff in front of her, Valona did the trick she had learned about bears that didn’t involve setting them on fire. Holding her staff above her head, she began to jump up into the air (almost like a jumping jack motion) and made herself look as big as she possibly could to try and scare this person away. She managed to successfully bounce up and down a couple of times before she landed on her rear end yet again.

Sighing, she wiped some muddy hair out of her face and glared at a spot just above the newcomer’s head. Not that she would know that Valona wasn’t staring at her but, hey, this is a narrative. [color=goldenrod]“Why don’t you just go fly into the sun already?!”[/color] Her face was indignant, her jaw jutting out in what was clearly anger and her eyes shone like golden watering pools as she growled under her breath.

Then she ducked her head down and began swatting at the air all around her. [color=goldenrod]“I AM SICK OF YOU!!!”[/color] She continued to rant and rave, waving her staff around at absolutely nothing before she suddenly stopped and looked around in utter surprise. [color=goldenrod]“Wait wait wait wait wait…”[/color] Her voice was loud and trailed off before she whispered [color=goldenrod]“[i]Wait for it…[/i]”[/color] She held a finger up at her audience member and looked around as if everything she was looking at she was really just seeing for the first time.

Her face broke out into a bright smile and she jumped on the spot like a jack rabbit. [color=goldenrod]“IT’S GONE! IT’S ACTUALLY GONE! Hold on, who in the world are you?! DO NOT COME ANY CLOSER OR I WILL HAVE TO HURT YOU!”[/color] She braced herself in a defensive position as she eyed the woman in front of her. White hair wasn’t all that common and it intrigued Valona. Peering at her, she wasn’t sure what to do next. She was so used to being alone, she had forgotten basic human interaction but she knew one thing; she didn’t like this woman’s face. Not one bit. It was too… [i]clean[/i] and yet she smelt really bad. [color=goldenrod]"Why on earth do you smell so strongly of [i]dog[/i]?"[/color][hr]