Ravensblood Forest the depths of depravity

Chusi snorted. If the female could not see her, how was she supposed to even fight her? It made no sense, and it was against nature as a whole. Blind wolves, Chusi now realized, should either be kept to attend to herbs or they were completely useless. Perhaps they could do border work. Could this Aster even hunt? How would she provide for the pack? Her mind was asking questions she could not ask without being rude, and so she kept them for herself. She doubted her dearest Arturo would let in a blind wolf - and her hackles raised slightly. Never had they done this before, and she could not control them.

Isley asked a burning question, and Chusi smirked. It wasn't like the female could see her do it, now was it? Perhaps she was wrong - this blind wolf could indeed be useful; to mess around with. She proudly puffed her chest up when Isley said she had heard she was a skilled warrior, though a blush made her look more flattered than anything. 'Turo is still trainin' meh, buht I guess it'll be a fair fight. She chuckled, though it was not meant like an insult. She took some steps backwards, head lowered to protect her neck and her chest area slightly lowered but not in a playful bow.