Altar of Twilight a bitter pill to swallow

Belharra flashed another friendly smile, one that had quickly won Katya over and her defenses lowered even further until she felt that this woman was in fact not a threat. She wasn't sure what had caused her to feel otherwise, and inwardly shamed herself for judging so harshly and quick; she had to be better next time. "I'll be your lucky rabbits foot." she said, chuckling at the idea of being anyone's good luck charm. She was happy to be of the woman's service, no matter how ridiculous the request. "I just hope you've got good stories, and plenty of them if we need them. she said, chuckling again. "I prefer rabbit or beaver if I'm lucky, they're typically easy to tackle alone." she responded but since there were two of them "I think the two of us could manage a goat...what do you think?" she asked with a tilt of her head, curious whether the woman would agree. She was sure if they traveled back toward the mountain range they would find something, well at least she hoped to be so lucky.