Morningside Cuesta it's so romantic on the borderline tonight

Sunspot eyed the woman shrewdly, seemed to waver between relief and suspicion. Eventually, her tail swished in acknowledgement, the motion more utilitarian than friendly. "I'll take your word for it, for now, but I'll have to check with him before I can really trust you. Just stick close to me until he gets back, alright?" she explained, not unkindly.

The Huntress swept her eyes critically over the woman once more, and privately, she began to wonder if it was his eyes that were broken, or just his bleeding heart. The last thing they needed was more small, useless wolves - but Sunspot reluctantly noted that Katya looked sturdy enough.

"Well, what can you do?" she asked then, hoping it would be something useful, and not something dumb like making friends or singing songs.