Mudminnow River Early Wolf Gets the Cat-fish

Nanook searched the woman for any deception, but genuine honesty seemed to drive her apology. Though a spike of ire still wormed against the Apaata's heart and pressed her to lash in hot retort, she breathed a deep breath and considered the offence, as the wizened old naturalist she'd marched with in the North had tried to teach her. She glanced at the ground, the weighing her options transcribed in the gradual pinch of her brow.

"Okay," she finally said, a touch defeated and more in a mutter to herself than to anyone else's ears. Nanook sighed, and turned her head to face the woman again, repeating now for Pema's sake, "Okay." And she fell quiet and glanced at the ground - for a second. 

"But you would want to talk with them too, once you've really watched them." Nanook retorted, against her prior decision.