Vashti's expression had lowered into a dark scowl when the Hunter spoke back to her. Holding back the urge to challenge him she stood back, then leaned foreword and nodded, "I greatly appreciate your choice to remain peaceful, although I'm sure the Ulfric wouldn't have let you breath long enough to fire off another round." 

  Then, smirking in an almost teasing voice she added, "You'd be surprised just how much we would do to protect our kind; but I respect you for trying on your end." 

 Tilting her head up she turned and stalked further into the kitchen; body holding an air of flaunting confidence. The hunter's audacity to act as such in a pack's homes had amused her, admittedly. 

  Without another word the female turned her attentions to the many cupboards and fridge. Radiating from the fridge she could smell the scents of raw meat. This had been where one of the pack's females had entered and gathered a boat load of food; taking it to who knows where......probably to eat it herself. 

 Smirking at the thought Vashti reached up to begin braiding her long hair to one side. Turning she watched Aldo cater to the needs of the others. His sweet willingness to help the pack's Lupa -a silver haired woman who....once she looked at her....seemed to be blind- had intrigued her. He was different compared to the rather violent and demanding males of her old pack.....he was kind and quiet.... 

  Turning back to the fridge she let her hair fall in a neat braid and opened the doors. Cool air flooded out and she chuckled at the smell of raw venison. 
 Reaching in she called out, "You guy's mind if I make you all some grub? Have any preferences for raw or cooked?" 

She didn't mean to intrude, but felt it was one way she could repay the other's kindness.......most of the others....
  Vashti glanced to the Hunter at those thoughts.