Herbalists' Cache Let It Go

"You never knooow," Came the playful admonishment, a grin momentarily flashing her teeth. "What if you find the one and fall in lurrrve?" Okay, she couldn't keep the giggles in, laughing outright at the thought of Citali being in love with anyone, much less a male. Besides, most males they'd met in these lands were no better than those that lived at home, with Tyrr at the top of the 'Please Don't Talk To Me' list. She would be glad if she never saw him again, for if he truly would try and kill her for her traitorous ways, Nochtli would try just as hard to put him out of his misery. She owed the wolf nothing and however cold it made her, she didn't care.

"I'd be pretty useful still! I don't have to have all four paws to be able to talk your ear off, you know." Which was quite true, just not what Cita would want to sit through, surely. "I dare you to be civil to a male. Just one. Whether you meet him once or twenty times." Her eyes glinted mischieviously, obviously having fun as she teased and taunted her medically-inclined sister.