Firefly Ravine One Last Step

A velvet ear had turned, discreetly, in her companion's direction, catching hold of the sigh he'd released. A coy smirk played across her lips, entertained by the aura of annoyance that shrouded him. It had become apparent right off the bat that he was not the silent type, which made her wonder exactly how he'd managed so long thus far without uttering a single word. Was she stealing his voice away by speaking quicker? Oh, how she really hoped that was the case. The idea of such made the joy she got out of it taste even sweeter, never wanting to miss an opportunity to get under his skin. Later on, she would have to mess with him even further, but for the time being her main concern was deciding whether or not the outsider would be permitted within their ranks.

He told his tale—a somewhat sad one, really—though Sen's expression did not change. She knew none of the lives lost, thereby preventing her from being capable of feeling anything towards the story of their demise. They were just another group of corpses, as far as she was concerned. No one of any significance. "So cougars were the final downfall, huh?" Though posed as a question, the words were merely a statement. "Have any experience in fighting cougars after that ordeal? Know of any weaknesses they might have?" They didn't have a problem with mountain lions, but the current situation could always change. Things were always changing with the time, making the future an unseeable force. It could be good to have someone with experience around if they ever ran into an issue with the local felines.