Herbalists' Cache κ

Brother, she might have said, though didn't know the words. Instead, blood was given as she just her muzzle to the scar-faced man. There was a rumble in her throat. If the visitor considered Dark Fang rude, he wouldn't get much better with her. It was information alone she wanted. Many of Star Eater's people came after Gjalla. Many loyal from an empire long from here. They should all go back. 

Meat for words. Her eyes narrowed. Surely he did not come all this way to give valuable information because he was hungry. Did their group not have hunters? Surely nothing compared to tbe Lanzadoii, but still. 

She juts her muzzle again and begins to move. Yet not far. The closest cache she could find it offered to him. Piled organs near a carcass not yet completely skinned of its pelt. [i]Watch close, brother. If he falters, he dies.[/i] She speaks in their tongue and then sits.