Hushed Willows I'm a beast, and a vicious one

Her lip curled at the childish nickname, showing her displeasure of it. She was a woman not a child, she would be damned if her name would be soiled that way. She chose not to respond to it, deciding that if he wished to address her in the future she would not respond unless called by her given name. 

"I am interested in a Mercenary trade or Hunter perhaps. I'm interested in poisons as well," it was her usual spiel, she was a common type of wolf she supposed.