Perry
I catch an unfamiliar scent, though still far away from the village, too close to hunting grounds for my liking and decide to track it. As I approach closer I detect the scent to be distinctly female and wonder if she is a threat or gifted with a sense so as to see me coming. Just then I notice the hair rise on the back of my neck and the burn in my nose. An Aether storm is approaching and from what I can tell it is coming fast and strong. Seeing no chance in making it back in time I head for the nearest shelter I can think of.

Aria
Oh, how I dread these storms for they always interrupt my peace but somehow never my chores. Now as the Aether drives me to shelter I begin to sulk over a wasted day and lost hunting. I reach the shelter I climb into the cave opening, or should I say pit opening seeing as how it goes into the ground. Taking a seat in the back of the hole very clear of the opening I hear someone approaching probably seeking refuge from the storm too. Barely making it into the hiding spot behind the rocks I didn't even have time to send a prayer to the Lord ask that the stranger is not a scire. Apparently I needed that prayer, because when he walks in he heads in the exact direction where I am hiding, my first clue as to him being a scire.

Perry

As soon as I am down the hole and my nose free of burning, I notice the same scent as earlier and approach with guarded caution. I have no reason to suspect anything, for she is probably just a scared abandoned girl looking for shelter, but rather safe than sorry. As I peer over a pile of rocks I see not a scared girl but a feral woman in a defensive crouch prepared to fight me. Yes better safe than sorry. I lunge at her not to harm but to apprehend and question. Being the best fighter in the village I expect this to be easy, and I do not expect her being able to fight back. She vaults over the rocks and summersaults into the same defensive position as before. Knowing now I have a real opponent I set my stance as well and prepare to fight.