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natshana isn't truly offended by praimfaya's initial reception.  the apothecary has always been one to tease and now is no different.  she moves on with a twinkle in her pale gold eyes, simply glad to be in her cousin's company once more.  her gaze ultimately settles on the new scars the other she-wolf boasts.  for several seconds, she considers them; although they certainly suit the commander's battle prowess, she cannot help but wonder if she can seek vengeance for the creatures who have carved her flesh.

"den yu sou don baga ai na feisbona?" she wonders coolly, an eagerness tugging at her fur at the possibility.  this is a new land.  praimfaya has been here much longer than she, but that doesn't mean that natshana cannot assist her cousin in achieving her goals in her own way.

"yu kru? chon bilaik disha pakstoka? get klin em nou laik beda kom ai.  yu don kot ai au den dena?" it's evident fairly quickly that natshana is intentionally overexaggerating; there's mischief in her eyes and a lilt in her voice.  though she is likely suspicious of this unknown wolf because of her possessiveness toward her kin, she also trusts her cousin's judgment. "tel ai op ething."