Swiftcurrent Creek no one's gone

Kas went quiet. She was shifting her weight from paw to paw as if the ground were too hot, or too cold. Something about this encounter didn't sit right with her; she couldn't see any danger in entertaining the stranger, or testing them in return, as they were alone. When nobody came from the darkness of the woodland around them, she felt a little more at-ease.
How many people ya got? What makes your home so appealin' that you'd go off inta the wilds, recruitin'? She probed with her questions. The other girl, this so-called Druid, seemed new to the whole ambassador thing and Kaszandra would take full advantage of that quirk. Whatever information she could gather would suit her own goals, whether she agreed or not.
What makes ya think I even want what you offer?