Dragoncrest Cliffs And though i made you gentle for a time

Yami snorted derisively as the conversation crept further along. She too had zero interest in kids whatsoever and under similar circumstances, probably would've just let the crazy bitch have one. It would've been one less for her to deal with, anyway. Unlike Kiwi, she didn't really have principles. She was kind of in it for herself. At all times.

Unfortunately for us all, the description didn't ring any bells for Yami. Girl was pretty, but she was also dumb. For the first time in days, she didn't feel like utter shit, so things like where she was and where she'd been heading (which might've clued her in... maybe) were far from her mind. "Yeah, that makes zero sense," Yami agreed, "If she has her own pack nearby, what does it matter that you live here? Are these their hunting grounds or something?" Even that wouldn't make the woman's weird ass demands okay. How was a kid an even trade for hunting grounds? Unless she was a cannibal. Which who knows--maybe she was.

"Well good luck with that, anyway," Yami shrugged, "Do you think she'll actually show up? Are you guys ready to fight her if she does?"