it tastes like duck, only sweeter

This weather didn't bother her. It took a lot to really agitate Kaija, and some slightly dreary weather wasn't enough to shake her. That was kinda just how things were when you were used to living life as a loner - she'd dealt with a whole lot worse than some rain, and had no doubt she'd deal with far worse in the future. Instead of looking perturbed by the weather or Calliope getting all protective over her prey, Kaija mostly just looks amused - maybe with a little hint of annoyance at the pup's shitty attitude. "Yeah, I'm sure he was," she replied with a snort.

"Don't need permission for that, but thanks, kid," Kaija commented dryly. She hadn't even tried starting shit and somehow it seemed like she still had. This kid's attitude was kind of rubbing her the wrong way, and she hadn't even been in a bad mood to begin with, so that was pretty impressive. "Mom and dad know you're out this late?" Her tone was admittedly a little condescending, as she tested her luck talking to this kid. She seemed like a little spitefire - and for what? To piss off a perfectly cool, strong, capable new packmate? Kaija couldn't imagine why, but she was sure interesting in poking the bear a little to see if it'd roar a little more.