Noctisardor Bypass and strangled her

she did not like the woman. 
smug was she, full of herself. yet not an ounce of this did she show, merely did she smile. " Don't worry, ma'am, I am skilled- though I would appreciate the help."  she said with a wag of her tail, act flawless, perfect. it ought to be- all her life she had played the role of another. she watched the other with a curious tilt of her head, eyes displaying nothing besides a casual friendliness. at her next words, she nodded. "Yes! I would not mind the company in the slightest." 

turning to the Castor, she carefully used a paw to yank at a short stem, dislodging the plant and kicking it over to a small pile of similar brambles. "Like this, see? Then I'll move the pile somewhere out of harm's way." she chatted casually, amiably, flashing the woman another small smile. how easy this was.