Her reaction was perhaps a bit interesting, but Belhara was not at all bothered by it. She did in fact always deal with Cuirass. She did not realize when approaching that it was his sister. Belhara went forward a bit more with her dark limbs as her blue eyes begin to inspect the wounds a bit more.
”Yeah, not many enjoy having their parts falling off of them. You let me know if you find anyone who does. I want to meet them,” she says with her eyes looking up from the wounds and back to the woman’s face. She was of pack here, and that is all that really mattered at the moment to Belhara.
She was a bit surprised then as she prods a bit about Cuirass. Brother? She lifts her head a bit with a lifted brow on her dark features. Interesting. At least the pelt colors made sense as she looked her over, and she supposed she would take the compliment. She smirks and almost laughs a bit in reaction.
”Well, seems you two are indeed related. Come on, I got some stuff in my den,” she says, observing the heavy breathing from the injured female. ”Maybe even Cuirass will be there, but who knows, he could very well be jumping off of cliffs or trees for fun,” she says teasingly as she turns to lead her to the den she shared with her brother.
”I have a feeling you did not get this way from climbing up and jumping off trees, hm?” she inquires, leaving the question open enough but not direct enough that she will pressure the female into answering in a way she does not want to. It was indeed just a...obvious observation to make.