A grin graced itself on Kizora's face. This was better, much more peaceful. She couldn't help but smile on the inside. She had always preferred order to chaos. The woman's offer rang out in her ears. While in context, it was a wonderful idea, she would almost literally be walking into the lion's den. Then again, she found herself quite good at escaping situations, as long as she could morph.
"Your den? I wouldn't mind that. And I would love to find old Chairns as well. He is very important to me, you see. A tie to the past. To answer your question, I am a Kelvic as well. Please believe me when I say, I know how bad it can be."
Her skin itched as she said the words. Being a Kelvic was dangerous in its very nature, and humans tended not to understand the complete extent of it. She didn't want it to be a reason for another attack, but if they didn't turn on Halona, she assumed they wouldn't turn on her.
She turned and laughed at Rion.
"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Kizora. Nice to meet you all, though one could argue otherwise with such circumstances."
Her eyes followed the small boy as he moved into the woods. She was curious to see his reaction after the two others had called out to him. Out of the three of them, she was most curious about him. Why help her, a stranger, when he could have easily taken the opportunity to rob her, or even kill her?
Her lips murmured words that barely made it past her tongue.
"Wait. I need to know."