Bonesplinter Ravine Let me tell you

She gave a huff and rolled her eyes. Right. Of course you were, she sneered. I'm sure you're one of the good Saints, she said sarcastically. There was no such thing in her eyes—they were all bad for following Kynareth and condoning his behavior.  What kind of an idiot did she appear to be that she would just accept an offer of help from one of his random packmates? 

Maybe, she said. But I won't learn them from any of you. She rested her head on her paws dismissively. She had no interest in the woman; she just wanted to be left alone to sulk and stew in her anger.