Busy Wolf, Lazy Cat

Natha watched the girl work on her spear. Natha didn't care much for crafting weaponry of a lengthy sort. She was a creature suited to close combat and thats how she preferred to keep it. The cat chuckled at the girls answer and nodded. Yes, she supposed that made sense, after all she'd run into the girl as she was finishing up a hunt of her own. Not that she needed to travel really. The plains of the Armada provided plenty of food but every so often she just felt the need to wander and the prairie was a decent stop in her travels to rest and refuel. Natha stretched slowly, eyes turning northward. Well, she'd socialized enough, it was time to go.