Sekhmet was surprisingly a good listener, however, the information she was given drew new curiosity. The thief that had been successful in bringing bodies in was related to the woman before her. Maybe if there was a youthfulness to her nature she would have grinned but Sekhmet did not, she simply tilted her head slightly and flicked her tail as the woman carried on speaking. When she heard of an old alpha her ears drew slightly.
The thought of the woman’s words lingered as she waited for an answer. The more she thought on the topic including herself she and her blood rivaled the number of strangers, for lack of a better term. It was none of her siblings and her mother had kept them in the free lands to grow or would be lingering with her sire. No, she didn’t wish to think on the past anymore so she would await Kattari’s personal answer. Not to mention, she did bring up other qualities Sekhmet found useful. Sekhmet wanted to see the results of this silver tongue though that is for another time she supposed.
At the word tempting the behemoths ears drew back and her eyes were sharp, almost scolding. Shaking her head she never looked for strength, she had always preferred her advantages.