My eyes never leave his as he catches my gaze, that easy calm once more returning as he stresses his name. A smirk twitches at my lips as I watch him. "Strong name, Balthar." I sit, reclining comfortably on my haunches as he circles me, senses tracking him as he revolves around me. Such things to not intimidate, nor do they affect me. I have been trained to react in whatever situations are thrown at me, even as deadly as some of those can be. Kings have fallen to my jaws, the most violent offenders have been crushed between powerful daggers, and the most clever of wolves have fallen victim to my impeccable wit. Nothing affects me, nothing disturbs me.

I understand his tactic, to try and intimidate, to see into the mind of a killer is a rare gift, and one I am disinclined to acquiesce. I relax further, used to such scrutiny from any male. I am a good looking female, and I know I am. Confidence has been my security blanket since before I could walk, it was one of the things that drew my trainer to me. Had I not been confident in myself, I would have died a long time ago, but I understand this need to see into the mind of one like me. He seeks dominance through intimidation, sorry wolf, you have picked the wrong female to attempt such a primal act with. I have more power in my toes than such tactics. "Rogues? They must have really hated your face." Another smile, this one less nice, more of a showing of fangs than anything. I hope he gets dizzy soon.

And i hold on to what got, for as long as i can
And now it's fallen apart in my hand
And it's so hard to understand
It seems like you're here with me
I just wanna see you again