Hideaway Strath where the numb meets the lonely

The unspoken question hung between them. Sakari waited, to see if an offer would be extended. If Fury showed anything that looked like eagerness or desperation, Sakari would have the advantage. 

But no. Fury was far too clever (or experienced) to tip her hand, it would seem. The silence stretched on, and Sakari finally broke first. 

"I'm not a warrior, Fury," Sakari admitted, flicking her tail in a dismissive gesture. "But maybe there is some way I could be of use?" Sakari's intelligent gaze flicked quickly to Fury's belly, and then back to her features. Fury would pop soon, and the last thing Sakari wanted was to get stuck looking after a bunch of squalling infants. She would try her luck at getting an assignment outside the Strath, at least for the time being. 

"I could check out that new pack for you. Get myself in, have a look around, talk to some locals, report back." It was her usual line of work: obtaining and selling information.