The next instant, in the very blink of an eye she was nose to nose with Heron. Nobody had even seen her move, she just did. Her pupils were wide and glittered like the night sky in winter. The plumes of fur stop her ears moved with each breath he took she was so near. "May I wait for my boy here? The storm is not yet passed, and I have traveled so very far my Lord." She again sat, not moving any farther away. She continued quietly, barely over a whisper, "I apologize for my temper. When I am worried and tired I can become quite...heated."