[color=#018c3b][b]"That hood won't hide you from their eyes, it's the Templar iconography upon it that catches those gazes."[/b][/color] Zolya said with a light playful tone as she noticed the Templar diving deeper into that cloak of hers. Perhaps the only reason nobody had visibly caused a scene is that the Templar was accompanied by a somewhat trusted figure. Though the woman's reaction to their gazes did probably also disarm her appearance, it's hard to look threatening when you are trying to hide from their eyes like a young child. [color=#018c3b][b]"Or maybe they are just enchanted by the combined beauty gracing their views."[/b][/color] She said with a chuckle while striking a slightly seductive pose on her mount.

Eventually she seemed to manage to wrest her attention from the gazes to the buildings that surrounded them, perhaps recognizing some of them from her prior exploration of the area. There were quite a few recognizable vista's along their path, though Zolya was pretty sure she was looking at other things than the Templar. She seemed quite focused on the architecture of the buildings, seeing the reinforced steel walls, and the arches that held up porch roofs, where Zolya's gaze was more aimed at the stories within seeing the shoemaker, and that quaint glassblowers shop. The Templar then broke the silence between them asking if her friend lived far from the wall, and Zolya stayed silent for a moment genuinely pondering on the answer. [color=#018c3b][b]"He does live a little further in, but I wouldn't call it far from the wall."[/b][/color] She responded after the contemplation.

Her mind had continued to contemplate 'far' as a measure of distance, but not long after her answer was the subject pushed out of her mind as the wave of blue light passed over them and the dome formed over the walled town sealing inside from outside with a blue razor-toothed barrier. Though it was the accompanying message playing over the speaker system that made Zolya audibly sigh. [color=#018c3b][b]"Good news, bad news. Good news, Silver Fang isn't going to leave Shieldtown for a bit. The bad news is... There's no way she's staying put right now. We'll keep heading in her direction and hopefully we'll cross paths soon."[/b][/color]

After those words left her mouth she signaled a few of a ravens to move towards Raudd and try to direct that bolt of chaos to meet up at least. And hopefully along the way there'd be someone to tell them what was going on, staying still and waiting for beefsteak to do whatever he needed wasn't an option... Information was what they needed right now. She looked up at the remaining eyes in the sky and as if on command the flock dispersed looking for the source of the disturbance great enough to cause Alex to react like this.