And You're Gonna Hear Me Roar

The striped feline's answer had shocked her more than these two males would ever know. It was mind boggling to know that the bright orange male also lived some where that was covered in snow for a good portion of the year. The biggest question that would come to her mind and continue to come to mind would be how the hell did he hunt in the winter with that brightly colored fur. An eyebrow would raise at him as if she didn't believe him, aside from that she had looked just as she had before he had given her this bit of information.

Sadly, for her, Skælingr had decided it was due time for his departure before she could blurt her disbelief. Rather than growling her disapproval of his leaving she would give a small and rare smile to the two men leaving her space. At first the lynx, Ronon, had aggravated her but in the end they had had a short but pleasant conversation with the tiger. "Perhaps we will, and I wish you well, as well Skælingr." after her words to the striped man she would turn to the woodland cat and offer her goodbyes to him as well "Goodbye Ronon." and with that she to would leave.

-exit Kathleen-