The Sunspire friendly fires

Ferdie tells you to interrogate trespassers? Kipling questioned skeptically, and if it was true than it would take some self control for her not to immediately claim that decision was stupid. She hadn't actually cared much about being run off (even the nip she'd received she'd easily shrugged off) she expected it naturally, the unnecessary breakdown before her flight from the mountain was what had initially grated on her nerves. Licking stray droplets from her maw, the she-wolf slowly shook her head disapproving of the tactic but not willing to admit it outloud.

If that was the case, for now, she'd let it be water under the bridge.

I don't get it. Is this like your weird way of saying sorry? She suddenly blurted out, a half smile tugging at the end of her muzzle although she was not aware of it. Fang seemed keen to excuse his actions from before, although she doubted he'd openly apologize--which in a way she'd respect since really he'd been doing nothing wrong. Except be annoying, but she didn't really think he could help that; it must have just been apart of his charm.

Watching him she moved to groom the streaks of dirt from her fur, running a damp paw along her face and chest.