A little small tuft of white fur came bounding after she spoke. A little white rat that looked Tyr in the face and squealed, immediately running back into the arms of the young girl. This alerted her instantly, who swung her head around to view the source of the upset.

Tofa's eyes widened with fear, looking like two massive blue saucers in her head against the dark background of her face. The rats immediately scurried as close as they could get to her, trying to hide under braid, limb, or lock of fur. It was almost like her fur itself crawled across her skin.

Uh... Her voice is laden with terror, shaky and unsure. She presses her back up against the tree, her eyes transfixed and unblinking on the stranger.

Y- you... sir... are very scary looking... The young girl manages to squeak out between panicked and worried breaths.