Nova Peak Aw, These Pretzels Suck!

Kaskara watched his every move, from the flick of his ear to the foot he scratched said ear with. She was glad he was paying attention to her, not only to her words but her presence, and remained low to the ground. He was smart. Even if he had other things currently going against him, she would recognize that at least. However, his next words were crass. A good fuck, huh? She wasn't an innocent maiden, but she didn't go around screwing anyone. That was now reserved for someone special, someone who...no, she wouldn't think about that now.

The only reaction to his crassness was the tiniest raise of a brow. The warrior remained standing, watching him carefully, but still with enough room for him to slip past if he wanted. However, he remained after her offer, and she wondered if that meant well. He asked if that was it, as if she would give some grand speech or wax eloquent on the merits of her pack. Kaskara was proud of the wolves with whom she lived and the territory that housed them, but she wasn't one to speak over-long about anything. "Yes, that's it. The merits of my pack are just as good as any. We value loyalty, honesty, and strength, among other things. If you're interested, I could tell you more. If not, I'll save my breath."