"Run... fast and far Gavial.. because I promise you I won't miss" The Lupo is aiming below the belt already

It doesn't stop the furious lupine taking her shots, even going so far as to deploy a typewriter to assist. After all.. she has a word of the day lesson to follow up on

"If you're stressed or having a bad day, might I suggest a glass of wine and a hot bath? That's what helps me relax after dealing with this place"

"Brooding is for Ursus natives like myself, elegant women such as yourself should be smiling, it provides the world with joy" The lupo taps her pen against the page in front of her "It also provides writers like me with muse, a sad and stressed muse wont spark that inspiration"

"You'd be suprised, when one relaxes and is at ease then she becomes a Radiant muse" The pink lupos tail flicks "This is a roundabout way of me trying to help to remove the scowl from your features"

The follow up shot to her peeking her head around does a second near miss, a few strands of green hair being cut with lethal accuracy "Run.." The words are barely whispered as the lupine takes up the typewriter again and begins a slow advance, clearly looking to pursue the croc

"Wonderful, another deadline to worry about add in the fact we're operating in that Адская дыра and my sleep continues to suffer"

"Спасибо" Despite her dislike of relying on caffeine she's not going to turn it down. "I usually prefer to wake up whenever I happen to, but I've a writing deadline hanging over me that I've pushed back due to operational deployments"

"I appreciate that, but I do not wish to leave you short of an operator especially given my skill set" The lupo takes a sip of the coffee wincing a little at the taste but then taking a second larger gulp "My life of peace was never meant to be and I've come to terms with that"

"There are plenty of Ursine philosophers that would argue conflict is the end result for all" The other lupos ears pin slightly in embarrassment. "I would.. appreciate something slightly sweeter, my time among the durin altered my pallet considerably"

"Моя благодарность" She takes the bag, thankful for a way to cleanse the bitter taste of coffee from her mouth. "I must seem childish in my tastes" She gives a small smile. "But these are good, maybe I'll let the Durin know to come and ask you for some"

"There are many things to say on those countries, childish isn't one of them" Taking a swig of coffee followed by a biscuit the lupo sighs. "I use my writing as an outlet for my frustrations, but nothing quite tops a hot bath with a good red wine or some Durin ale"

"Fiest Ursus and now teams are being diverted to Kjerag.. I might swap to my winter gear, though I'll miss the freedom of movement my usual attire offers"

🐺*Screams in misspelling*

"Well.. I'm outfitted for those horrible cold climates.. I-I am being deployed, right?"