We really have to work on being intimidating and frightening, Kanikra sighed. You're about as scary as a fluffy bunny. That's why he's just quaking in his loincloth.
Oh, be quiet! Raiha scowled at him a little longer as he laughed at her before letting out an exaggerated 'harrumph', as if she had an idea at just how silly she looked before releasing Diallo's head, and gave the dog the hand sign for 'down'. With a sigh, the Deerstalker lowered himself to the floor as Raiha got herself comfortable in her hammock, the tense mood dissipating. The long-legged young woman stretched out, her hand stroking Diallo's head. She smiled up at the wooden ceiling, and at Uzima before putting her gauntlet back on, and holding her arm up, clicking her tongue. With a cry, the bird left her perch, and returned to Raiha's hand. She smiled at the hawk, resting her arm on her stomach, and sneaked a glance at Asim.
Maybe she'd tell him one day. One day, some day.