The hunter(PRS)

Catalina shook her head a bit and smiled faintly. "It's a healing cream, I made it from some leaves. Don't worry, I have used them many times before". She knew it stung but it would also take away bacteria. And it would help the wound to heal up properly.

She helped him up and raised an eyebrow. When she heard his answer she looked suprised. "A fire? What? Was that the only thing you did?". She didn't know if she could be angry for that. "It was nice of you to set up the fire. But you''re still a creep for sneaking into my camp". She shook her head and sighed deeply.

"What did ya think I'd do?! I got some kind of honor, doesn't seem like it, I get that much." Chal said, he was actually really interested in what she thought he had done... or what he was going to do. He had just murdered people for her... no... wait. Not for her... just well... to help her.
"It was kinda' creepy tho' I'll admit that much." He continued, he had to agree with that, like hell of a lot. Because he had felt creepy when he did it. She had been there sleeping and he had just snuck in.
"We talked a bit too, Catnip." He said, using the nickname again. Never letting the nicknames go.

Catalina was quiet for a moment. She wasn't really sure really. She didn't think too highly of him, but he had actually never tried to hurt her a single time, he had just saved her. Though some of the comments he had made... But still, he had never harmed her so she shouldn't think anything. "I don't think nothing I suppose. But it was still creepy that you just sneaked into my camp".
She then thought back to the night and could faintly remember talking to him. "Yeah...I can't remember what you said though...". She stretched a bit and went and picked up her arrows. "So, what are you going to do now? Still follow me?".

"Ya don't remember your proposal!?" Chal shrieked. "I thought we had somethin' special!" He continued but his face and whole body language screamed that it was a joke. "I can't just leave my fiancée all alone." He continued jokingly. "But you don't even remember!" He said dramatically and sniffed just as dramatic. "Nah, but in all honesty I dunno. I might as well follow ya around and make sure ya don't get killed before takin' revenge on ya uncle or whatever." He continued and shrugged.

Catalina looked at him, first quite confused for a seonc before she had a big smile on her face. "In your dreams Chal". Getting married was something she didn't want to do for many years. She wanted to be out and hunt for a while first, make a name for herself. Then perhaps get married, if she found someone decent enough. "Well as long as you aren't ruining anything for me I'm fine". She smiled a bit and put the bow on her back and started walking. "I guess I don't mind company. It's nice to not be alone".

"I sleep far too much to dream, Catnip." It was a lie, but he rarely dreamt when he slept. His mind was always so messy that he simply blinked out and awoke when he had to. Just as tired as the day before, of course. "I hope ya won't regret that, I've been told that I'm a tiny bit weird." It was a joke, but true at the same time. Chal had come to terms with his weirdness after he dealt with witches and became half-cat. God damn witches.
"Ey, ever tried dealin' with witches to get back at ya uncle?" Chal asked, still with limited information it was good to know just how far she would go. Chal wouldn't recommend withces. Those shrews can all go die. Together with warlocks and wizards and whatever else he can blame for his curent feline features.

Catalina heard his words and raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything and just continued walking. She enjoyed not being alone. "I have noticed that Chal, no worries". SHe had to laugh a little bit. She had noticed pretty straight up that he was weird. With all the nicknames he gave her. Though she didn't mind Catnip. She had almost forgotten that he was using it. It was much better than Kitty atleast.
When she heard his next words she looked at him with a rather angry gaze. "What? Don't you think I can take care of him on my own? Do you think I need help? I don't need any kind of help. And witches can't be trusted".

Chal raised an eyebrow.
"Catnip, with that temper ya won't get past the front gate." Chal replied and wore a teasing smile. "But if ya get to him, ya will probably do juuust fine." Chal said and the sarcasm was quite easy to hear. Seriously, according to what Chal had heard Moldus Loree was quite the paranoid asshole. He had some friends who had been lost to some "simple" heists. They all got sent back in bits with nice little letters. Threatening them kindly with nicely written worlds on thick parchment.

Catalina knew that she had a temper but his words just made her a bit angrier. "Well that's my problem then isn't it? I don't understand why you are so creepy and follows me around!". She then glared at him and sighed deeply. "I know my uncle is dangerous. I have met him you know. And I plan to perhaps challange him to a battle. So he won't hide behind all his guards and people. If he dosen't accept it I have to sneak my way in". She continued walking and calmed down some. She slowly turned to him again. "I just want revenge Chal, he can't be allowed to live".