<span style="color: #cc99ff">"True, true. Alright I guess, I'll cooperate with you when you're ready to poke around my head. Feathery, fluffy, whatever, I still want it near me." </span>She wrapped her free arm around Amry and kissed her cheek softly. Relene jumped at the sudden sensation and despite Order's best attempts the huntress still ended up on the ground with her ale spilled over her as the cat licked at its new legs.<span style="color: #9999ff">"You mean The'kal? Word already reached Silvermoon that you killed her. Nobody seems bothered by it but there was one shop that had been torched and a single woman's body was found inside." </span>She laughed at Amry as the beaver waddled away and returned to his owner's side.<span style="color: #9999ff">"It was a joke. I don't think your kind can care for animals. He just likes to wander around and see things."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>