Bearclaw Valley Who needs diamonds

She can tell it’s a bit weirder for him to hear. He definitely doesn’t have the same reaction as she does towards the carnage. She’s seen things of the such, but has usually never participated in the blood spilling directly. Obviously because she likes to keep clean. Yet, her outlook on life is also pretty different than most others. She’s very carefree and confident in her abilities to get herself out of situations. She likes to live life to the fullest, enjoy its pleasures and such. It’s too short after all and — hell — she’s already two winters old (or something like that).

So when he speaks next, it’s a touch colder, saying this and that about them not trusting her she chuckles. “I wouldn’t trust me either, pretty boy.” She hums with a mischievous, but obviously humorous, wink. She wants to keep him on his toes.

“And that is why, silly!” She exclaims playfully, regarding him fighting with Ursus. “That was your test. Now me, they hadn’t seen me in action. So a test was required. Makes sense, no?” She asks with a tilt of her head and an easy going smile to go along with her conversational tone.