A Simple Thank You

Bane looked at Tahlia's closed eyes when he'd sniffed her cheeks and stared at the ?female's golden eyes met when she opened them again. "Are you sure? I can't get you anything? A deer? A few herbs? One of my feathers?" Bane looked out of the corner of his eye and caught the edge of the redtail hawk feather set in his ear fur, the five others placed around his head unevenly. Four to the right, two on the left. "But if what you met is a quick mating session I'd follow along and take you right here and now?" Bane was purely joking in that sentence but was also trying to goad her into saying an answer to his previous rigged question about if he could do anything for her.

"The only way to response with actions is with action, not with words or diplomacy. Several actions can be taken here for instance." Bane spoke the words of war upon hearing Tahlia's curious sounding question. "And I will only strike if my friend is committed. I can leave, or I talk." Bane gave a smile of his own to match her's and celebrated his wit with a cheer in his mind. The female Seracian only needed to figure out which terms meant what in his little bout of fight talk.