Kyn's lips pulled back form her teeth. " I do not like men. Always pushing, asking and poking things where they shouldn't." Standing, she tossed the rest of the stones into the water, brushed her hands off on her pants. "I survive, you won't if you are around me for long."<br/><br/>Placing her hands on the root, she leaned over it to glare at the top of his head. "The forsaken," spits at the water, "are foul rotting abominatons against nature. Pity more were not given the final death in Undercity." The huntress straightened and walked to the shoreline, folding arms over her chest as she stared out over the water.