The Sunspire Or cannibal vampire anchovies

She bowed her head in reply, opting for the silent formalities.  The rest of her inquiries were enough words for her.  Since before it was a pack.  Traveled across the flatlands with Liffey, Rannoch and the rest.  Thus was the short version at least.  How long that actually was, she wasn't entirely sure -- there was a certain point when she stopped counting and it just became "a long time."  Plenty long enough that she'd be able to wield her seniority over people if need be, as long as they didn't jump her in rank.

Treason eyeballed him once more.  What do you do?  Hunt?  Academics?  Be a fluffy ball of fluff?  Not fighting, surely.  Unless he actually would surprise her.  If he could fight, that would mean he'd likely be an excellent spy... Nobody would suspect a thing.  He probably was into stargazing or counting the leaves on plants or some other boring thing.  It was true she was also not exactly friendly about it, more like someone making notes to know where to file some paperwork.