The presence of what she could only assume was a man, had been felt by not only her, but her feline companion as well. The lynx continued to walk behind her, feigning ignorance. Meanwhile, the pair conversed over their pursuer.
Would you like me to inform him? Ashqan inquired, tail twitching out of irritation. Raksha didn't want to ruffle anyone's feathers, though judging by the way she and Ashqan were being stalked, the man had every intention of doing something.
The telepathic young woman continued along the alleyway, realizing that there was an open street not far ahead of her. Instead, she turned, fixing Kirnardaz with a curious stare. "Can we help you with something?" It was then that Ashqan turned about, her displeasure easy enough to gauge based on how the large feline held herself. Raksha was normally a pleasant individual, but when she felt she was being taken advantage of, she became rather short, rather fast.
"I can't see any other reason as to why you'd be following us," she noted aloud, gaining a snort from Ashqan. Unaware of the mans intentions, it only made sense that both the girl and her companion were on their guard. Raksha held her head rather high, her brow quirked-indicating her suspicion.
