Sonje by Sie!
He didn't feel like much of a threat, even as he towered at her side, so she found it easy to actually look out onto the land, rather than pretending to. Sonje liked to think she was somewhat of a good judge in character (even though this may have not been true at all) and his genuine interest in the landscape led her to further believe he wasn't interested in harming her. This close, she admired his broad shoulders and taut neck, decorated with a necklace of teeth too big to be canine. His opposing colors melded seamlessly with one another, and she found herself hard-pressed to dislike his characterizing scars.
Jaden Ohanzee, a name she decidedly committed to her memory—and she smiled curiously, with her eyes narrowed lightly at him, wondering in what way it was "nice" to meet her. Sonje was a prickly pear, though she supposed she could be sweet if she wanted to. She looked out into the open again, taking a full breath again as the wind brushed through her fur and mane. "Sangi'lak far from here?" she asked conversationally after a moment, glancing down at Jagga who seemed to be aimlessly wandering through the Fort's dusty terrain.
She returned her eyes to Jaden, but made sure her thoughts were as platonic as possible.