Patience... It wasn't something she really had. It wasn't as if she was too... Well, yeah, it was. She was too impatient for patience. She wanted action, wanted to play. She needed to go right after what she wanted. One hand clenched inbetween her crossed legs, grasping the air as if she could choke it. There was movement just beyond her, a rifling through the tall grass. Liana glanced up, bowed lips curving into a smile. Show time.