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Lilith walked lightly on the edge of the meadow, her ears pricked up to catch the slightest of sounds. It had been a long time since she had come out into the open, and anxiety gripped her spine. Every joint and muscle was tuned to the area around her, and every now and then she would straighten her long wolf legs to try to check distant places for signs of life. She smelled the air, a fresh scent of open air. She felt a sense of high overtake her after all those years hiding in the forest, with little sun and so much dirt.
Later she would find a place to bathe her dirty, white fur and restore it to its original brilliance. When she was satisfied that there was no one about the meadow, she found a tree on the edge, and climbed up, so as to be closer to the sun and allow her photosensitive body to recuperate. From a small pouch she produced her bone flute and played a relaxing melody.

Lilith didn't see the woman listening to her song, and for awhile smelled nothing of another living creature. She was so absorbed in her music that it came as a surprise to her when she noticed Vicky standing below the tree. Not sure what to do, she conitnued to play the music, wondering with her heart beating quickly if she had been spotted. When the song ended, she spred herself along the branch looking down at the woman curiously, with her ears back and eyes as wide as they could go. Tenatively, with an unaccostumed voice, she pronounced, "Hallo." She remained in the tree, in case there should be in trickery or trouble.

Lilith blinked her wide, red eyes. "Thank you," she said, a little slowly, remembering the words. What were the proper words to say now? She noticed that the woman stood close to the tree, and wondered if she were being wary as well. The thought comforted her slightly.
"My name... is Lilith."

Lilith swung herself around, clinging to the bottom of the branch like a sloth might. She couldn't think of anything much to say. Nothing at all, really. She sniffed the air, wondering if either of them was ever going to move. It was true, she could probably jump down from the tree and run away faster than this woman named Vicky might be able to catch her. She would just have to keep her distance. She would not get to close to a human.
She let herself drop, twisting around so that she landed on her two hind legs. She stood with a couple of feet between her and Vicky, leg muscles tensed in case she should have to flee, but... she was a very curious person. "Many people are in the forest now. Why is this?"

Lilith's curious eyes widened when she noticed the way Vicky calmed herself by touching the tree. Nature was something she could understand. "Solitude?...," she said, more as a question to herself. Her mind was caught up in many facets. If this woman took comfort from nature, could that meaen she was friendly? Safe? Lilith sensed a certain difference from humans in her presence, and wondered what it could be, but didn't know whether it was rude to ask. And why would so many humans seek solitude at once? Then it came to her. A flashback of carnage and decay. The smell of rotting flesh and instead of the quiet meadow, screams and shouts. Thick air, oppressive and angry and confused. Her fear, her deceit to the blacksmith who had captured her, and her escape to the woods, for so many, many years of solitude. "War? Is that why they come for solitude?" Lilith crouched wearily on the ground. "I was in that war. Have you seen it as well?"

Lilith hung her head, having a question to ask, and not quite sure if she wanted to ask it. She twisted her body lightly as she stood as though unable to stand still and quickly surveyed her situation. This woman had something in common with her. Nature. And the pain of the war was clear in her eyes. "You are not human, yes? Or, perhaps just somewhat different. Are they dangerous? All of them?" She asked out of concern of the past, and the blacksmith. She wasn't sure if she wanted to approach any of these new humans seeking solitude. Perhaps they too had their traps. Lilith looked up to the sky, at the clouds passing and the dancing leaves. What would happen now? What course should she take?

Lilith's warm curiosity turned to a cooler, stoic expression. In this oment, she looked more like the animal she was than the humanity she possessed. "Have you seen creatures like me before?" She wondered alloud. She was not being haughty, she was genuinely curious. Of her kind, she was... troublesome. But the truth of the matter was, what she wanted for others to understand was that she was not human, no matter how much her stance and face portrayed she had in common. She was a beast, and would act as such. She wondered what Vicky spoke of at the time of month Vicky mentioned. "Being immortal... you must have few friends. From what I've known, immortals tend to betray each other fairly often," she whispered, glancing up into the skies. "And then there's the part of the mortals dying. So it goes. Everything passes. But my life is this forest. As long as it lives, so do I. At least, naturally. I'm not immune to murder and accident." She noticed Vicky's fangs lengthening, and Lilith's own made a subtle appearance. They were long, opal canines that fit into a slots in her gums so as not to damage her mouth. She did not intend to harm Vicky, but a certain sense of beastiality took over her. Perhaps it was just the wind carrying along the hormones of a fight upwind.

Lilith relaxed, her fur still bristled slightly. "Honestly, I can't remember the last of my kind that I've seen. Not even my mother." Liltih understood that there were times when any creature would have it's harvest. She'd led some brutal hunts herself, and every now and then got a taste for violence, but all in all she was a calm and passive creature. "You don't suppose there are more like me among these human in thw forest? Maybe they were captured like I was. Do you know any of them?"