*Grunts rudely upon noticing your presence, yellow eyes narrowing suspiciously* Harumph! *Bares sharp tusks with another low snarl, sizing you up* Who are ye, pinkskin? *spits on the ground, folding muscular arms across chest* Me nevah seen ye around dese parts befoah. *tilts head, coarse hair falling over eyes as she sniffs the air* Ye smell strange...not like da clan. Smell weak. Like easy prey. *growls low in throat, taking a thundering step forward on calloused bare feet* Watcha want, eh? Make it quick, I ain't got time ta waste on da likes o' ye! *grabs the hilt of a wicked blade at her side, tapping foot impatiently with loud thump* Talk, pinkskin, before I remove yer tongue an' make ye talk! *eyes flash dangerously at the thought of potential violence* I be Gmy- ...*hesitates, clenching jaw* Just call me Krakeneye! Good fighter, me. The best. *spits on floor, wiping mouth with back of hand, wanting to avoid saying the hated name her worthless clan had cursed her with*