Haunted Wood the sun comes up, babe, but it's hard to get my fill

the man clarifies the terms of the alliance. she sees no problem with what he outlines, and so offers a dip of her muzzle. she is glad that Vengeance's death seems to be received rather neutrally. it is a possible consequence she'd only considered after the murder of the once-warlord. his question, then — "yes." truthfully, she did not know. she was the first to fight to the death in such a challenge, and yet an affirmative sounded better than an acknowledgement of her own lack of knowledge on the matter. 

she lapses into silence, wanting to prod at his offer once more, but waiting first to clear the air of what she'd told him. if he had further questions, she would answer.