Sawtooth Spire cold, cold man.

Annoyed that the two adults were speaking, it seemed like it too forever and Conquest just simply couldn't understand what was so important about this. She didn't quite understand what friends were yet, or comrades - she knew of her guardian and that was about it. How important that woman was for her survival, but it wasn't anything more than just that. A survival tactic, did she like the woman? It was hard to say, the little fireball was as confused with that as with anything in general but with Stryx, she was learning more now than she ever did in the misty woods. 

It was the new-new face that struck her more than anything, that attitude that came along with it. She didn't understand the hierarchy yet of other packs, and the woman's reaction and showing of teeth only meant one thing that Connie did understand. Instinctively she bounded forward, quick to come to Stryx's side and stared daggers to the woman with her own little warning growl. The pup had a temper and the short fuse only seemed to get shorter as she got bigger. 

While Stryx waited for her friend to speak, Conquest just kept her eyes on the woman who dared to growl at her guardian (maybe her too but she wouldn't pick up on that yet).