Ma'tanza laughed. "They tease you? Well, then they remind Ma'tanza of her brother here." She said, putting her arm around him and pulling him close. He started to grumble, likely because he was annoyed at his sister continually touching him without knowing why. "Pushing Ma'tanza into the river, stealing her clothes, or soul gems, throwing spiders in her fur. He loves causing trouble." She turned and looked at Peiter and Sabine more directly. "Though, this one guesses your schemes are more elaborate. Be careful, this one might just help Tzirret even the score." She joked. 

Once Sabine asked about Bheja, he reached over and grabbed his spear, then set it across his lap. "Not exactly, I'm not really a hunter. I just have training today. A lot of us in the clan are learning how to fight; I don't really want to be a warrior, honestly, but we aren't in need of as many farmers right now."

As they spoke, the group might have heard heavy, ponderous footsteps steadily approaching behind them. Sticks and leaves crackled under its feet, until it walked up directly behind Tzirret, blocking the sun and casting him in shadow. When Peiter turned around to see what it was, his eyes widened again, though for an entirely different reason. This being was none other than a Senche-raht. It was a Khajiit twice the height of a normal Senche, and even more massive. The Imperials often referred to them as "battlecats," and with good reason. This Senche-raht looked like it had more muscle just in its thighs than Peiter had in his whole body. It was almost hard to believe that such a being could exist, let alone be an actual [i]person[/i]. 

Once the Senche-raht stopped, Ma'tanza smiled. She quite literally jumped up from where she was sitting and walked to Tzirret, then past him to reach up and hug the massive Khajiit around the neck. "You're back! Those patrols always take way too long." She said before turning her head back to the others. "This is Ma'tanza's big sister, S'nishi."