is love too strong a god?

she hissed at the crab in the manner of a witch smote by holy water, her hackles ruffled and paws dancing as she avoided its swinging pincers. so preoccupied was she by the gallant display of crustacean bravery that she scarce noticed reek until he spoke. loathe to take her attention from the crab she redacted quickly and the crab scuttled sideways back under a foray of gently wilted sea-frond.

she wasn't hungry enough to sacrifice a paw to the crab's powerful pincers, so she was willing to amuse the gaunt wolf for now. "no." she professed, finding herself at ease despite the fact the skeletal male was but a recent recruit. sadly, she lacked the playful humor one would expect with reek's clever banter, and his jest fell short though the attempt at humor was not lost upon her. "have you eaten?"