Emberwood The die is cast.

She didn't have time for this.

If you have information, then tell me. Or tell me your damn price, and I will consider making an offer. Quit playing games with me - She snapped at him sharply, no doubt playing right in to the drama he wanted to create; but she had had enough. No more beating around the bush or playful banter (if that was what he called it). Behind her, her short tail lashed to and fro - but aside from this, Basilie was still. Well? Out with it.