Kintla Flatlands your problem is, you spent your whole life thinking there were rules

Vallkyrie licked her jaws from what was left of the quickly devoured lunch, both eating it likely so quickly they didnt have much chance to enjoy it- tis the life for a rogue. Eyes shot up to bore a pale, icy stare on the woman in response to her words. Then a wrinkled black muzzle. And you could have gotten worse if I decided to let you choke to death.   She sneered, back in turn, probably doing better then the scrappy woman had in her attempt. 

I'd say next time perhaps I'd let ya, but I dont think there will be any of that. She snorted, more or less to herself, having learned her lesson now. Still, though it had been more effort then she thought, Vallkyrie still got something to eat this day and a training along with it.