Firefly Glen just the same as i was

this traveler, new to caiaphas, brought forth a great semblance of dark amusement from the wretch. it had been too long since she had coyly played the game -- in the grotto she felt both her wit and her experience rot and before cicero she seem awakened. the lance-like tip of her muzzle tilted downwards as she processed the subtly worded news: meldresi was dead.

"tit for tat - the thieve's game." she supplied quickly, assessing his mismatched gaze to see if he understood her edict. "she promised me aid in warfare - our pack brought yours a seal - enough meat to feed her pack for a week. you were but scarce more than a few weeks old then -- i met your sister. in our hour of need against duskfire, meldresi's clan did nothing and we fell -- and ankyra was sundered." while she did not know potema's name, she would have recognized her immediately if she ever saw her again. "now -- why does the wolf want to know where the blacktail deer members went?"