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As the fire oni searched for a suitable weapon, she would hear the distinct sounds of something patting behind her followed by sa greeting. Jukati stopped as she perked her head, before slowly looking back to see whoever dared to approach her. Alas, it was not another werewolf guard, rather it took the shape of something smaller. It was one of those miserable rat-people, or what the others called a "Ratatoskr". She recalled a small bandit gang of these guys that would occasionally raid her village in the dead of night, mostly stealing supplies and sometimes a weapon or two. They were usually harmless overall, but they sure became quite a pain in the ass to deal with. The onis could easily crush them with their bare hands if it wasn't for the fact that they were quite agile and speedy to catch in the first place. 

She growled at the tiny thing as she turned to face this so-called thief.

[b][color=ed1c24]"Oi."[/color][/b] she grunted loudly, [b][color=ed1c24]"Waddya want, rat-man?"[/color][/b]

The rat-person squeaked back, referring to how she too had escaped and mentioned the pile of corpses the oni had left in her wake. So far it didn't say anything about wanting to steal from her, and even then if it attempted to do so it would be terribly disappointed. Of course, the oni initially seemed to suspect this naive rat was simply sweet talking her, as it complemented on her strength to face off against so many guards. Yet seeing how it made its presence known way before hand - which is something what normal rat-people wouldn't make much of - perhaps it wasn't here to even try and steal from her in the first place. 

For now at least. 

Jukati grunted as she crossed her arms. [b][color=ed1c24]"Yer' lucky that you weren't in my way."[/color][/b] she bluntly expressed as she turned to flip open a large rock, [b][color=ed1c24]"I wudda've squashed you without hesitation, whether ya were a guard or not."[/color][/b]

Underneath the rock were two coal-dusted bandage wraps that survived the fall of debris prior. Picking them up, she proceeded to wrap them around her scarred muscular forearms. 

[b][color=ed1c24]"Now waddya want?"[/color][/b] she asked again while wrapping her right arm.