[@Lyla]  [@Silvan Haven]

Nakreyya rose as they accepted her invitation to share her fire. The man's voice was polite, with impish laughter. The woman with him was of the 'bodyguard' breed. Nak liked that stock - no nonsense, will let you know if they plan to stab you.

The freckled girl shrieked with delight as she selected one of the birds. She cradled it as though it were alive, and for that - Nak  liked the freckled girl all the more. And then she had called Nak 'pretty', which made Nak laugh easily, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. The joy the girl exuded was pleasant - sweet without being cloying, and honest. She was first to Anzu's side - Nak was about to warn her not to touch Anzu (he did tend to bite) but as she started to run her hand over his coal black hair, the horse let out an uncommonly pleased noise, and permitted her to continue. 

[i]I will be damned,[/i] Nak thought to herself, shaking her head. [i]That horse hates everyone...[/i]

"I believe introductions are in order if you're sharing your hunt. I am Elise Hartell. This is Fionn Harken, our captain and that is.." The woman indicated the cheerful girl. ".. Scarlett."

"Elise, Fionn, Scarlett," Nak repeated the names to commit them to memory. "It is my honor to meet you. I am Nakreyya Bloodivy, though I do realize that is a mouthful, please feel free to call me Nak." She inclined her head as she spoke, smiling lightly. 

"Travel far?" Fionn asked. He had been inspecting her waterwheel spit mechanism. An entire group of people who were interested in mechanical creatures and things - how interesting. Nakeyya offered him a bit of a wry grin. 

"You could say that. I am... new... here. If I may ask, can you tell me where 'here' is?" Nakreyya chanced a moment of showing her hand - the trio seemed like decent people, perhaps they could help while she was trying to sort out her bearings.