Ravensblood Forest the depths of depravity

Chusi had no sympathy for the stranger - perhaps because she did not totally get the whole blind thing. She did not know how blessed she was with the ability to see - for one often did not appreciate what one had and craved for what one did not have. So this stranger did not see colors, or her. Then what did she see? Was it like closing your eyes without actually closing them? How did she hunt? How did she communicate? She frowned. And I fight - so ya better not be lyin' to us. She spat, perhaps a little rudely. All she did was recalling a lesson of Arturo whom this wolf claimed to be under the rule of. 

Ya can't see - so what CAN ya do, besides tellin' stories? She asked.