The snort brought a giggle to her lips, and his following comment warranted a playful shake of her head. Blonde curls cascading over her face - she hadn't bothered with her ribbon today, assuming she'd spend most of her time as a cat - she let them flow, watching him through their fair glint. "Yeah yeah whatever," she admonished, giving the horse a quick thump on the rear.
With that they started walking again, headed back to town with their kill, destination in mind. "That old crone? He didn't stand a chance against me," she huffed, sarcastically of course, as her training sessions with Deimos had mostly been of him teaching her new manuevers and techniques. She'd come to look up to him, he was what she'd hoped to be back home, and there was much she could learn from him.
AISHA
