She was an oddity, or perhaps she was? Or is she not? Other's calculations had left her perplexed.

Whatever she is, she was not the one to talk, to the point of despising the loquacious. Exaggeration it is. It's proven by her monotonous remark. "There's a critter ahead, we have to take a detour. From here, keep your head low." Her hand sway to her left, ushering the way.

She wasn't the friendliest person, but she found herself helping the lost, which is you... She should be mad, that you had just trespassed her forest. Yet she can't utter a word claiming it. "What your name?" Druvis III asks instead.