Coding by Sie.
ooc text: Elaine is eepish xD
The young woman's shoulder shrunk as Shawchert gave he a moment of the evil eye. She saw some type of hunger flash in his dark blue eyes, and though part of her mind was full of a spurt of fear, Elaine wondered if he was starving. It was winter, where food was hardest to find, and she wondered if the man assumed that she had come here to ask for something to eat. Though the hunting was harder up more north than her home, she saved whatever food she gather, wither it be nuts in a small jar, or salted meat to keep them fresh. That reminded Elaine of something, and thought about reaching into her bag for something, but decided against the movement, since it might spook the male and make him think she was maybe grabbing a weapon.
Whatever hostile that he was glaring at her with, it soon washed away with a long blink of his eyes, and the Lovato relaxed her muscles, though she stayed slightly hunched; when Shawchert was sitting, he seemed normal sized. But, as he stood upright, he towered above her, which made her feel like a pup compared to a parent. "You must be new here, I am Shawchert, the alpha… or Capitano to Cercatori." This was the leader? Elaine gulped inaudibly, when she suspected that she did not make a great impression on her Capitano just with her presence.
"M-my name is Elaine Lovato,"she squeaked, her voice silenced compared to the giant's. Though she knew she would not be harmed by him, she still felt uncomfortable by his height. But, she gave her mind a mental shake, and straighten up from her crouch posture; it'd probably be bad if she shows weakness in front of her leader. Now, she spoke more clearly and firmly,"I'm a new singer. Skye Collins accepted yesterday." Again, she kept her words short but telling him all he needed to know instead of drawing them out. Since it seemed that the man was not as badgered as a moment before, Elaine stuffed her pencil and book into a bag that laid against her hip, and dug around for a moment. Since she was in the presence of her leader, she had to bear him a gift that not only will he appreciate, but looked like he needed; at least, that what she hoped, and she was too polite to give him nothing when he and Skye provided her a home.
"Here,"she murmured after finally retrieving what she was digging around for. It was a piece of clean cloth, but a meaty scent wavered off of it, and it in contained meat of a hare she hunted the day before she joined Cercatori d'Arte, and it was still fresh from being kept away from the cold and salted. It was going to be her lunch, but she could tell that he needed it more than her, and she could do without a meal. Besides, Elaine did not want to risk having a fight because of Shawchert's uncured hunger.
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