Abrianna shook her head at him. "No! I shall stand and fight beside you!" she says stubbornly. Pulling a tiny yet deadly sharpened dagger from her hip. It had been hidden by her top. "I know how to fight just as well as you can!" she adds. She smelled him now. Smelled the pureblooded werewolf. Her eyes narrow but she stares back at Askuwheteau. "Your my best friend. If its a fight this person wants...its a fight he'll get." She says bravely. She wasn't scared. Even if the shapeshifter was being threatening.<br/><br/>She looks into his eyes. Her mind doing its own thing and reading his mind. She lowers the dagger. "Don't make a move to strike..." she says softly to Askuwheteau. Looking around. She needed something to knock him out or delay his attack if he made one. But she didn't want to. Didn't want to have to fight. It went against her very nature to be violent. She stands next to her best friend nonetheless. Speaking in native american tongue the entire time. She looks at the werewolf. "Your in our land stranger. Do you mean harm or do you merely need food and a place to rest?" she asks softly. Her eyes kind and gentle but filled with a gaurded look in them. A protective glint in her eyes.<br/><br/>She wondered if she should tell him. Tell him she knew but had told no one. She presses into him. Deciding quickly. "Askuwheteau...remember when we were little and we found out I can read minds but can't control when and where?" she asks in a soft whisper. "Do what you must...I won't tell anybody...what I'm already not supposed to know. I haven't and I won't ever betray you." she says in another soft whisper. "Let me tell you something my friend...I can do that too...it hurts...but I can do it." she says into his eear so only Askuwheteau would hear.