Silvertip Mountain Archiving my 'herbs'

Zaria watched Chaska's face and was worried for a moment. But then he smiled and Zaria slowly nodded. Friends? They kinda were friends right? She smiled a bit because she hadn't even realized she made friends! She nodded in agreement. "Zaria warrior too," she assured. "No one goes past me." She was certain of that. She might be slender and lean but, she was quick and ferocious. No one would come close to their mountain with bad intentions. "Well I wants to kill them, but these will just make them sick yes," she confirmed.

Zaria was even thinking of trying to make a poultice for her paws so she could slash someone and instantly have their wounds be infected with the poison. That would be bad ass. "I like fighting too, but if we dislike pack it is easier to stay not knowing," she spoke, pretty sure of herself.