OOC:: short post is short
Io snickered, first at the bark and then for the threat, 'You'. She raised an eyebrow with an sharp exhale, 'Put your weapon away', she pulled a dagger from her belt and held it high. 'Ecaws 'oo 'an pla' a' tha' gam' she speech was significantly slandered by the presence of the dagger handle in her mouth. The woman could easily kill the rat here and now, but favouring the more passive approach she reholstered the knife and went back to lying happliy on the floor.
She was not alarmed by the male's presence. She did not care. This was near to home for Io,she was in control, one howl would signal a need for help. She would give him neither violence nor words to give him a reason to attack. If he was to attack, he would have no grounds to base the action on and therefore a punishment would be given to him.
Io raised her head to an over flying bird, a hawk of some kinda from what she could tell, there had been many where she had grew up, so she could spot a few different species from each other. Though she was nowhere near any expert. Galileo had always been one for animals. All except for horses, something he could not stand.
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