Redsand Canyon Depredador

Juárez listened as though he was deeply invested in her words. In a way, he was. She was revealing things to him that would benefit him greatly. She traveled without a pack but she had a familiar of sorts in the man she called Pepper. A strange name for a man. Her reference to him being an "odd uncle" was interesting enough that he might have asked questions. 

Instead, the jaguar opted to compliment. Affection, she had said, was important. 

You are good at making friends, señora. Beauty and skill with your tongue... tsk- 

The man shook his head as though those were things to be admired.