Returning Celrie's hug with a firm embrace, the squirrel leans over and gives her traveling companion a quick peck on the cheek as they separate. When Celrie regales the squirrel about what they were doing in the interim, Yasha looks nearly mutinous. "Food? Shopping? Entertainment? New friends?! Gods, I missed out while I was washing all that horrible marten's juices out of my fur- that stuff gets<span style="font-style: italic">everywhere</span>and it's a beast to dry this much fur out once you use enough water to dilute it out before fur starts falling out in clumps." Yasha sniffs in disapproval, muttering, "And I didn't even get a good meal for my troubles. Just... well, that big elf back there." Rolling her eyes, she gives Yvonne and Trinara quick hugs as well. "Nice to meet you- any friends of friends of mine count as friends themselves. Yasha, also known as the Pirate Redtail, but I'm mostly retired from that business in favor of the noble-ing business." As she's questioned, she shakes her head and then hesitated. "The big one- no, she just arrived. Typical stuck up noblewoman from the old country, got enough arrogance for days. The rabbit's more local, and she was... pretty friendly in an aggressive kind of way. I'll let her introduce herself, though- she fixed my gun without me asking, so she's got to be useful and she did do me a favor." Half turning, the squirrel sees Thumper still eyeing her rear- giving her bushy reddish tail a quick flick, she beckons her new acquaintance over to meet the others. "We didn't have much time to banter before some creepy little human started sizing me up for a duel, and then Miss Kittysled Asshole over there roared in and started addressing us like servants, so-" Yasha shrugs.<br/><br/>Turning to Arcea, she gives the other woman a hug as well before looking with naked envy at the coon slowly softening in her stomach. "Looks like you had a much more pleasant last few hours than I did," Yasha says lightly. Reaching down, she gives Arcea's prey-swollen belly a few insistent kneads, prompting the weakened coon to wriggle around a little inside Arcea. "Looks like she's not too far along yet, so she'll have a fair amount of time getting acquainted with you," she says lightly. "Lucky you- and I guess lucky me that I'm not still in that Marten, right?" She snorts. "But for the both of you two," she says to Yvonne and Trinara, "The more people we have heading to Catspaw, the better."