Kynrind pulled for a moment longer, then looked back over her shoulder at him. Growling quietly. As he spoke her ears flicked, but she quieted to listen.<br/><br/>"Why are you making this offer then? You have  both of us, why would you let one go and.. ," her eyes nharrowed. "What about the mental health of the one that stays? How would she know if you kept your word? The reputation of the forsaken<em>is</em>deserved. You know that." The huntress said in a tense voice as she lay tied to the dead mount's neck.