She'd been traveling for quite some time, thanks to her habit of avoiding towns and roads. But Ksarth'aja didn't mind, after all she did enjoy the outdoors, and traveling like this was a good distraction from her loneliness.
A voice up ahead caught the unusual female's attention, her large, feathery antenna perking forward as she paused. Definitely human, she decided, chittering quietly to herself. Like most who lived alone for extended times, Ksarth'aja was in the habit of talking to herself... although any who overheard her wouldn't understand a word of her native language. Tugging her cloak tighter around herself, she resumed her slow walk, now heading for the voice. She'd learned through sorry experience that it was safer to approach others when they were alone. The more people there, the more likely it was someone wouldn't like the way she looked...or so it seemed to her.
Coming around a tree, she spotted the source of the voice...a human girl, digging in the dirt. Ksarth'aja found this intriguing, and with her curiousity piqued, she took a few steps towards the woman, then stopped, still a few feet away. "What are you digging for, little one?" Ksarth'aja addressed nearly everyone as 'little one', as she was taller and larger than almost everyone she met.