Double-Edged

The priestess noticed a shudder in Tyrande's spine and a look of concern in her face. What did she know? What was concerning her so much? Meldresi grew slightly suspicious of the toxicologist, but kept it in the back of her mind when the concern was replaced by a smile.

Tyrande was shunned, even disliked by some of her packmates because of her disdainful behaviour. One of whom was a female called Cara. She thought back to the pack howl, remembering a young white female. It had to be her, since she already knew Jinx, Vectra, and now the identity of Tyrande. "I try my best to be courteous to those I meet, though there are some I simply dislike on sight." She thought back to the crude foreign man who was trying to give her information in exchange for a go with her. "So you don't have any friends here?"