Cerulean Cape Prehnite

"you're forgiven," portia said with a quick sniff, straightening up. she would make sure the other knew exactly what mint was used for, though not yet. she'd wait to strike.

"the neredies," she then repeated, her tail swishing against the ground. it was an odd name, though she supposed she couldn't judge anyone's name for anything-- considering drageda was filled with the strangest names and words she'd ever heard. "up north," she then responded, vaguely, since she didn't think heda would appreciate her giving away pack information-- especially since the pack was so well hidden. "still on the coast, though," she added, almost as a warning. like the teeny tiny lil' portia was some sort of threat to these neredies women.

her ears perked. "it's fitting, hun," she commented, glancing at her markings with interest, "i'm portia." she didn't note any pleasure, since thus far chipmunk's presence had been anything but a pleasure to be in.