She shifted her focus onto the burly, but worn man. Her eyebrows furrowed a bit in annoyance before she quickly drew over her hood, tilting her head down.
Hesitantly, she spoke. "I'm not from this area.. but I was curious if you could spare a little nourishment?”
Her broken accent implied hints of German. Her voice was quiet and still, obviously avoiding any bit of specific information about herself. Shortly after she spoke, a faint growl trickled from her chest. Not out of aggression, but nervousness.

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