I gots you some cookies

This time Katja did not suppress her natural reaction, an expression of disgust and irritation flitting over her face. "I did nothing fearful to either of them. They carry on as though Yfir will rape their women and slaughter their children rather than steal their resources. I simply told Arian that yes, I would raid her pack. Eventually. Perhaps they would have preferred me to lie and attack through deception and stealth instead? Feh." She shrugged again. "The fact that Arian died before I ever did get around to raiding Sonticus is beside the point." She snorted again, then shook her coat out, as though shaking away her annoyance as she would water. "I thank you for your time, Bass. I will have my wolves keep an ear to the ground for your girl's poisoner and be in touch with you later." Her words and tone were clearly a sign that the conversation was, as far as she was concerned, over, but she kept her attention politely on Bass rather than simply walking away as she was wont to do - a long and steady acquaintance earned him that much at least.