Ravensblood Forest torture saints with a single glance

the explanation he offers makes no secret of his hatred for the island woman. "predictable of any loyal group. if an important warrior was attacked, one would surely seek vengeance." the reasoning he gives for a war has her tail-tip twitch. when she been younger, and angrier, she'd gotten into no small amount of fights, and none had resulted in war. "only a single fight?" she prods, and this time, something almost akin to mirth slips into her voice. she does not know that wars have broken out for less. 

"hela." she offers then. considering the information he's offered her, she should feel the need to, though she gives it not out of politeness or courtesy, but rather because of what he says next. "are you offering?" she knows she needs to heal, but could no longer bear the do so anyplace that was not on her own terms.