anyone out there?

The wolverine sneered at her and Kaija sneered right back, a playfully mocking expression rather than an aggressive one. Even if she felt like picking a fight with that little guy - which she didn't - she'd do a whole lot better than making faces at him. "Least the weirdo has good taste," she commented with a dry laugh. She didn't really care if this guy's little pet cared for her or not. Not that she cared what most wolves thought of her anyway, but she certainly gave less weight to the opinions of non-wolves. She snorted as he shook the snow off his face, opting out of kicking a bit more his direction. She didn't really feel like shaking an angry wolverine off her right now and she was pretty sure she might incite his rage if she resorted to assaulting him.

She let out a more genuine bit of laughter as he returned. "Raid King? Sounds like a fancy ass title," she jested. "You make that one up yourself?" Well, that seemed like a fair thing to deduce, if he was the King and all. "And what's all this raiding entail? You stealing things just for fun, or for profit? Or for some other weird reason I can't even begin to drum up?" She knew her dad had been part of a raid once.. something about being held prisoner and repaying a debt. It hadn't been something he'd seemed all that eager to talk about so she hadn't pushed it.