"I have seen a couple but they were usually impaled on the end of whatever weapon we were fighting with at the moment. As for what kind of father sells his own son, my father it turns out. So if I am not fighting what am I doing at these dances and such. You should know I don't dance." Mathis shrugged at her request to call her Kate.<br/><br/>"It is your name Kate I guess it is your choice who says it." Now that Mathis had a full stomach he took the opportunity to look at his so called savior. She was small with fiery hair, and sparkling emerald eyes. She was young but she was pretty. Her hair, tail, and ears were well groomed. She had the tired haggard look of someone who had not had time to properly rest.<br/><br/>"Have you been by my bed the whole time?"