Hideaway Strath If the sky is pink and white

For some reason, Kynareth had the audacity to laugh. She had been playing of course, but he hadn't even bothered to give her the satisfaction of a tease. However, he did tower over her, a looming presence as his smile faltered, gold meeting gold with an intensity that seemed to speak louder than his words. Was he really threatening her? Now she laughed, a paw waving in the air to dismiss him as he ended on a lighter note.

It seemed that the grandmaster had forgotten his words back in the mountains. Her loyalty must be earned, but fear not, for now, she was generous. Don't worry that pretty face of yours, you'll get wrinkles. But no promises. As Kynareth pulled away from her personal bubble, a content smirk sat on her maw as she turned to leave. I'll get you the information you seek.