12-10-2011, 02:45 AM
Zana was weary by nature. The strangers at the border had to be from a pack, why would they give away such a large kill otherwise. She believed there were reasons why Ezekiel would caution her and Helotes against the packs and so when they arrived at the borders it was nothing more than a red flag to her. She flicked one ear back and eyed the male that gave off the bad vibes. She had watched him obsessively lick the blood off the skull at their borders and the hairs along her neck rose in response as she herself was silent this time as he explained.She did not reach for the skull but let it tumble to the ground between them as she glowered at the male, unsure of why he was here.
Finally another short answer was granted as he showed her the body of the moose beyond him and his strange guard of sorts. She shook her head once as he tried to offer her the horn of the moose. Zana had been about to lower her head and ask what exactly this was about when the second male spoke.
Tiny as she was she snarled at the male for daring to tell her what she would and wouldn't do. "You are not in your lands anymore, perhaps your master would do well to teach you manners in strange lands." Her fangs were bared as her whole body grew rigid. She was upon her own lands and they were mere strangers. She had never heard of one calling another a master but the idea of slavery was not unheard of to the woman, it was just not something that rested in her morals.
Her head of ringlet curls whipped across her face as she turned back to the first. "And why do the members of...whatever pack you belong to... care about the well being of Inferni... While.. we are grateful for the offer, what do you think to gain.." She was suspicious, but even more so, she wanted to see what she could learn of this pack that was such a ghost among the other packs. "I am Zana.." she finally said as she waited for a response.
Finally another short answer was granted as he showed her the body of the moose beyond him and his strange guard of sorts. She shook her head once as he tried to offer her the horn of the moose. Zana had been about to lower her head and ask what exactly this was about when the second male spoke.
Tiny as she was she snarled at the male for daring to tell her what she would and wouldn't do. "You are not in your lands anymore, perhaps your master would do well to teach you manners in strange lands." Her fangs were bared as her whole body grew rigid. She was upon her own lands and they were mere strangers. She had never heard of one calling another a master but the idea of slavery was not unheard of to the woman, it was just not something that rested in her morals.
Her head of ringlet curls whipped across her face as she turned back to the first. "And why do the members of...whatever pack you belong to... care about the well being of Inferni... While.. we are grateful for the offer, what do you think to gain.." She was suspicious, but even more so, she wanted to see what she could learn of this pack that was such a ghost among the other packs. "I am Zana.." she finally said as she waited for a response.