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A shadow crosses the glowing, violet eyes of Evelysia. "I was raised by a good mother, and therefore was taught manners. I suppose I lose some of them talking to those without them, but the point still stands. I tire of this conversation. I don't want to be your ally or your enemy. I simply want to be on my way."
Evelysia sighs, "As I said before, I am going through the woods. Not trying to wander about inside it, looking for some bird that may just be mere folklore and rumors. I find it rude for you to ask such things without offering up any answers for yourself, anyway."
"I'm not even convinced the phoenix is even in these woods. Such a creature has only been a myth about these parts." Evelysia scans the trees around her.
Evelysia sighs and sticks her foot out, looking over her shoe. "Pity. These were so nice." She turns her gaze up to the aggressive, winged woman above. "It seems even the grass is unwelcoming. I'm sure you've noticed something strange in the air. And... a strong maple scent."
"Right," Evelysia snaps. "Or perhaps it's not your business of why I am here. I owe no explanation to you. These are not your woods, that is not your phoenix, and I repeat, it is certainly not your business of why I am here. Though I owe you nothing," she hisses, "I am crossing these woods for a reason. I am not casually wandering about. And perhaps what I have on my person are the only things that I own. So if you indeed have a problem with my," she looks down, quirking an eyebrow, "smoldering shoes, I do not actually care."
"Or perhaps you're being a paranoid savage, and I am merely trying to cross these woods." Evelysia folds her arms across her chest, arching an eyebrow. "What need would you have for the likes of a phoenix, anyway?"
"Clearly that's what you're here for," Evelysia quips back, raising a defined eyebrow.
Evelysia swings her body away from the foe, slipping around the tree. She quickly backs away. "I am uninterested in fighting you. Leave me be and we can go on with our lives."
Wasps... Really? Evelysia sighs and steps out, simultaneously raking a claw-like nail down her forearm, producing blood that is nearly black. In another swift movement, she flings the blood at the wasps while muttering under her breath. The blood sears into the wasps, effectively burning them all.
"I am uninterested in being pestered by an impudent beast such as yourself. Leave me be. We're not alone, at any rate."
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