Silvertip Mountain Archiving my 'herbs'

Zaria looked at Chaska for a moment when he asked if they were good or bad. She technically didn't want him to know that. But why didn't she? Zaria actually couldn't find a good reason not to tell him. At least it would make him more wary of her and it wasn't like she was going to poison him. "They bad," she returned to him and then quirked up her lips. It almost reminded her of the story with the trickster.

Zaria looked over Chaska and then smiled more kindly, for once. "Don't worries. I promise not hurt anyone in pack. For bad wolves that what hurt Fitz. Zaria protect pack and Fitz," she explained to him. She sounded very serious.