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her breath hitches, heart pounding harshly against her ribs as she hears his approaching footsteps. she was really hoping the man would assume it was just an animal that snapped the twig and somehow managed to flee quickly enough to get out of sight. it seems luck is not on agatha's side for that. okay, okay, calm down. she just has to wait for him to not notice her and return to his camp. she just has to remain calm, to quiet her breathing and soothe the thundering of her heart against her ribs. when he leaves, she can make her getaway, but she doesn't hear his footsteps retreating.

at the sound of the man's voice, who is much bigger up close than she assumed he would be, her gaze flickers upward, wide and startled. so he could see her? while most of her body blends in easily enough with the surrounding foliage, it's her pink speckled skin that is the hardest to hide. maybe one could assume, at first glance, it was a patch of pink wildflowers among the green, but he doesn't seem to be fooled. a shame her wings can't hide her body better. what agatha would give for him to look away or leave so she can take that chance to flee to safety.

her frilled ears lift, no longer flattened against her skull. could she really trust him? she sniffs the air, smelling another dragon on him. does he hunt them? she doesn't smell any blood on him... is his dragon a companion, perhaps? agatha lifts herself up, staying out of his reach as she moves around him to inspect him. " who... w-who a-are you? " she asks timidly, her gaze wary now as she looks up at him. did he hear of her? is he here to kill her? tame her? agatha isn't sure yet.

@despairforme / cont. from here.