"You show a great familiarity for the Angels. That will bite you eventually." She knows that. It's been proven over and over again in the Bible.

She begins to pace. Her eyes snap to Riley. She places her feet carefully, pacing and making no noise. There a low growl in the back of her throat that she's trying not to let loose. "Do not tell me how to hunt. I'm not an idiot."

She snaps the words out at the other shifter, her claws growing from her hands. Her eyes flash briefly before fading back to brown.