<div class="floatright">(http://iv1.lisimg.com/image/8862722/683full-stefania-ferrario.jpg)</div><strong>Tegan</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1FKWlLJvC_oh4u6S6ioDxHYG-XuO8dqHrxOY6hvL5Az0/edit)<br/><br/>A murmur was what he got in reply to his mentioning of her needing the Boudas, and them needing her. It was true after all, and she was grateful towards him for taking her there but she still withdrew to the kitchen. The scent of blood not as heavy in there and she felt herself settling a bit more, enough to answer to that nagging voice that said that she needed to make amends since this was not her home and she was in no way alpha. So as Jarl entered the kitchen a plate was slid across the table in his direction, a plate nearly shielded from view by a multitude of sandwiches. "You are used to running without a pack I guess. Those are for you." Her gaze never directly met his, that is until he mentioned it was a grizzly. "You should have tucked tail and ran for back-up." Loups were mean crazy bastards, add the size of a grizzly and explosives felt like a good idea.<br/><br/>