Deepwood Weald Some say the end is near

her wispy tail swishes lazily at her haunches but there's an edge to her gaze as she continues to look upon him in a relentlessly unwavering manner. of course she had no clue that this man had attacked her packmate and if she'd been aware perhaps this meeting would have gone differently but as it stood, he had done nothing to personally offend her and so she allowed her curiosity to let her linger.

the smile continues to dance almost playfully across otherwise stoic features, giving her quite the odd look for despite the gesture her eyes remained as doll like as ever. she clacks her tongue knowingly at his mention of a cost and waits; head tilting slightly as a breeze rifles through the forest, causing the trees to whisper and gossip above as their fur is tugged hopefully by dancing air. 

she can't help it; her breath hitches ever so slightly when he utters the word pup, but it's such a small movement that it was likely not even noticeable or should it have been caught; the uncanny speed with which she regains her tiniest slip of composure would leave you wondering had it been imagined. so similar...her eyes grow distant for a total of maybe 3 seconds as she remembers but it's roughly shoved aside with a simple flick of an ear.

this should in reality drive her away, it hits too close to home with what she'd only escaped but of course it draws her in; like an addict to a drug you surely know will eventually kill you- she steps forward again. she now stands so close that should he breathe heavily it would surely disrupt the fur around her face but her brows furrow as she meets his bloody gaze boldly. for a moment the irrational urge to ask him 'how do i know you're any good?' bubbles up with an almost giddy intensity but she struggles over to a more rational question, simply murmuring; "and is it just you...vengeance or are there more options should i ever wish to hire?" she never would, doubting it'd be needed and well...she didn't need to pay someone else to do her dirty work but the best way to gain information was to always act as if you were interested. it wasn't a complete lie either because she was interested, just not in the way she made it seem.