Ravensblood Forest fuck it and whatever

I see Kitsch has met her match :)

Why was this lady being such a drag? Kitsch had just awoken, give her a break. It must have been her overindulgence that ticked off this woman -- but were these caches not for the sustenance of the pack, and was she not starving? Sure, there were two pregnant women in the pack who likely were eating voraciously, but did she not deserve to stuff herself silly, at least once? The pale girl had been granted admittance into the pack just as much as anyone else had and Kitsch would be remiss to let anyone snuff out her inbon sense of entitlement.

Kitsch took a deep breath and drank in this woman’s scent. She noticed that Lia smelled no more of Teaghlaigh than she did; who was this newcomer to throw shade at her?  “I am Kitsch,” she said matter of factly, with a nod of distinction punctuating the end of her sentence. 

“and you are….?”