Kiyanna shook her head at the question if she had seen where the wolf had gone. Even though she had seen it for the longest, barring perhaps Cassandra since she had originally wounded the creature, Kiyanna gathered very little about the beast. Kiyanna knew from it's size and behavior that it was not a natural creature, and the fact that it had javelins on hand gave more credit to this. Kiyanna's mind soured at the notion of [i]more[/i] magical people roaming about, since Kiyanna held no defense against such an art. Some would call her envious, but Kiyanna didn't see of her feelings as envy. They were closer to a logical conclusion to her than anything else.

As Ander let his mind and mouth Wander, Kiyanna tugged on her shield slightly to make sure it was in place. The sunken eyes of the wolf made her think that this was a human using an extreme degree of magic to shape it's body into something unnatural. Kiyanna had heard of something like that before, but it wasn't something that was particularly common. Magic, as Kiyanna knew it, was a rarity. Magic like that? A rarity among magic. Still, Kiyanna could care less about it by now, as the beast was gone.

When Ander realized he was rambling and stopped, Kiyanna was relieved despite having tuned him out. When Ander asked her what she was going to do, Kiyanna pointed upstream with her javelin once again and said. "I'm going to do what I originally set out to do: Fish. I'm still hungry, and the village is still rather inhospitable. One of those two I can fix, and I am going to do so. Good day." Kiyanna left, then. Moving upstream with her eyes scanning the water for fish. It wasn't too long before Kiyanna quickly threw her javelin into the water and pulled it out with a large bass impaled upon her javelin. Placing the bass upon her spear, Kiyanna returned her attention to the water to seek out more fish.

It would seem that the spirit wolf had changed Kiyanna's luck for the better since she at least had something to eat for later.