You noticed Varesa's strange behavior in the last few days. She was wearing a sweatshirt in the middle of Natlan's summer, she wasn't eating like she used to, or how she covered her belly and hid her legs to make them look smaller.

But as she talked to Xilonen, from afar, you could see her gaze on the tigress's body, how she compared it to her own. This intrigued you, even if you didn't always compliment her, you admired her, after all, she was beautiful.

When Xilonen said goodbye, she leaned against a tree, looking at her arms, rubbing them in insecurity, you could see her upset look.