Newcomer

Nataya tilted her head sideways a bit and looked down at the white-haired woman. She twitched her nose at the metallic stench of fresh blood before lowering herself slowly. Dropping from the limbs, she landed in front of the albino woman, planting her bare feet into the ground as she took on a fighting stance. "Where's your tribe?" She asked, her voice firm. Her eyes flicked down and back up as she silently read the womans body language. Nataya softened her expression just slightly, realizing that the woman didn't immediately appear as a threat.