[ Kassandra wasn't aware that the caves belonged to anyone in particular; she had just found whatever was nearest to her. In the moon's perpetual darkness, Kassandra figured it was time to make camp somewhere to rest— she had gathered an armful of twigs and branches that can be used for warming fire. After all, she is far too used to Greek summers; hot nights that inspires her to take a dip in the waters before bed if it helps cool her down.
But here, she is cold. The past several hours has been spent on hunting for food and figuring out the hell where she is, and now that the adrenaline has left her veins she finds herself devoid of any warmth. A cave provides enough insulation to make the fires worth it... but it appears this one is occupied. Kassandra keeps her arms locked on her firewood and cants her head at the threat before her. ]
Chaire, Stranger. There is no need to wave that... thing at me. [ Whatever it may be... ] I'm just looking for a place to sleep.
camp nowhere
But here, she is cold. The past several hours has been spent on hunting for food and figuring out the hell where she is, and now that the adrenaline has left her veins she finds herself devoid of any warmth. A cave provides enough insulation to make the fires worth it... but it appears this one is occupied. Kassandra keeps her arms locked on her firewood and cants her head at the threat before her. ]
Chaire, Stranger. There is no need to wave that... thing at me. [ Whatever it may be... ] I'm just looking for a place to sleep.