tremendous dynamite

His answer was most peculiar to her, in that he mentioned war. A smile supplanted upon her muzzle then, though it lacked any indication of warmth.

"War?" She inquired, a long and slender ear cupped forwards in interest. The matters of avians was scarce a realm of interest for her, but upon this dreary day she found her black-plumed companion most interesting. "We would have need for an informant, at my home." Before she ventured further, she would look upon him and see if he truly suited her pack's unique needs.