Kintla Flatlands Ruffneck

"I'm aware," she answered flatly in return, ignoring his clever quips. Nantale was never really one who enjoyed humor, so her eyebrows quirked awkwardly as she attempted to discern his comedy. “I could smell it miles away,” adding to her previous statement. It was true that wolves had a fine tuned nose, purposely designed to detect such critical information about their surroundings. Even though she was middle aged, worn and disfigured, at least Nantale still had her nose.