"What? Isn't it obvious I'm super engaged in hunting?" The comment was, obviously, filled to the brim with sarcasm, and she gave a huff of air like a silent laugh at her own comment as she lifted her head, letting her sunflower optics rise up to meet the gaze of the she cat above. She looked her over, curiosity hinting her features as she looked the she cat up and down, and yet, whatever conclusion she came to about the other feline she hid well enough under a relatively relaxed and casual half grin, something a little more sleazy than friendly, but at least amiable enough for the league.

"Anyways, is there something else you'd prefer me to be doing?" The inquiry was a slightly sardonic, but somewhere beneath its surface there was an actual tinge of curiosity bubbling. Did the other she cat have anything better for her to do? Sure she could hunt more actively, maybe see if there was sparing practice to be done, or patrols to join, but those cats so afraid of being caught slacking off were already doing those things. It would be redundancy. And, if there was one thing Elleth really did despise, it was pointlessness.

Well, she was impressed. Actually a little more than impressed, because this cat's landing skills were pretty awesome, and admittedly something she probably couldn't do. Not to mention this random tree cat just mentioned killing a clan, which automatically meant fun times. Still, she wanted to keep her cool, the last thing she wanted to do was proved that she was maybe a little lamer than this other cat was and not able to do cool flip-tricks off trees, so she gave a chill shrug. "Sure, why not?" She said, picking up her pace to keep at Senesence's side.

"So, do you offer these adventures to all the ladies around her?" She asked with a teasing wink, the thought that maybe she shouldn't push her luck with tree cats who could do awesome tree jumps either not crossing her mind, or she just was gutsy enough to take the risk. It wasn't likely the reason would change any outcome, so perhaps the reason was then entirely pointless.

Despite the fact that this she cat posed a very real threat to her life, and even though she wasn't one to doubt death threats even when they weren't said in tones that implied literal life or death circumstances, Elleth seemed perfectly fine with just trotting side by side with the heavily scarred feline. It would have been wrong to think Elleth was a cat like Senescence who seemed to have a death-wish. She'd survived things that had flat out murdered entire groups because she had enough street-smarts and a stronger desire for life than pretty much any other emotional or physical need. It was hard to reconcile that with her actions sometimes. She was the type of person who seemed to dance with death up and until the final few beats, and then fought like hell to escape the ending bows.

"If you keep on like that you'll make me blush. But, you know, I'll try not to annoy you to bad." She let that linger on for a heartbeat, before thinking to add, "You know though, if you do decide to kill me off you really should use the burning building idea. I'd like that. Seems like a pretty neat way to go, if I had to."

She sort of nodded along with Senescence's comment, taking a look at the wound and being at the very least intelligent enough to realize that something fire or burning related had probably caused it. The question of what happened was on the tip of her tongue, but she reconsidered asking, figuring it was likely not best to bring up old wounds metaphorically, even if the other she cat had literally. Unlike the other hunter, she hadn't lived through those same deadly events. She would have been living miles away, the league not even a thought that graced her mind. Though, looking at the rather nasty wounds, she considered the fact maybe she was lucky to have avoided whatever situation had lead to that. Maybe fire wasn't the most pleasant way to go. Still sounded pretty metal though.

She blinked at the whole Dayclan leader part. "Wait, your mother is the Dayclan leader? Why aren't you there living it up there instead of out here? Mom issues?" It was weird to think anyone would willingly choose the league if they didn't have a better place to go to. Well, then again, she considered her own situation. Why was she even here? Maybe it wasn't good to try and psychoanalyze. Everyone had their reasons. Or at least, most people did. "And how does a Dayclan cat end up a traitor to the league?" The entire situation seemed pretty far fetched, and it was hard for her to imagine how a clan cat that came from a place that sounded so sickly warm and fuzzy could have and link to their dark shady hellscape, not to mention any of the other strange details that had to be pieced together for the other hunter's story to make a lick of sense. For the first time she considered the fact that the cat beside her might actually be crazy. Then she mentally shrugged it off. Even if she was crazy, it was bound to make a good story.

Well Senescence was right, Elleth did love a good story, especially long ones with twists and turns and weird events. But the hunter’s tale was also admittedly more than she had bargained for. She tried to pay attention, she really did, and she might have actually listened almost attentively to the entire thing, if it wasn't for the weird sense that she was forgetting something. Every once in a while, something in the story would trigger that nagging feeling of something being right on her tongue, like a distant childhood memory that was just narrowly evading her conscious mind. She just didn't know what it was.

Elleth would be midway through wondering what was just barely avoided her mental grasp, when she'd snap back to reality and realize that Senescence had jumped on to another Nemesis and had started naming a new list of proxies. She'd try listening again, but all the sudden the feeling would return and she'd zone out again trying to recall whatever she was trying to recall. She felt bad, but to be fair, Senescence wasn't making life easy for her. It would have been easier to pay attention if the narrator of these stories didn't sound as passionate about the tales as a bag of rocks. Still, she tried hard enough to pay attention and absorb all the information that she got the jist of it. At least her version of the jist of it, which was that Senescence and her family had practically managed to outlive like twelve generations of her own (which she supposed explained why the other hunter looked so rough), and that they'd been longtime power-players in the league. It wasn't what she had expected from the she cat, she'd give her that.

She didn't really know how to respond to the choice, however. She'd just been following along behind the other hunter for a half hour listening to a random story, possible being dragged off into a murder den which was as likely as pretty much anywhere at this point. Still, the Regime did sound tempting, if only because she still hadn't wrapped her head around how those cats managed to live in tunnels underground, or what that even must be like. Truth be told, Elleth wasn't the super indecisive type, but she had no real answer to the offer. Going off into who-knows-where sounded equally as enticing as meeting Senesence’s probably crazy relatives in the weird underground tunnel network. "Listen, at this point I've pretty much put all my faith in the fact you know what's interesting around here, and after hearing all that I don't feel like I really need that much faith anymore anyways. So to put it simply, I think you should decide, because I'm willing to go with the craziest option, and I get the sense you'll be a better judge of that than me."

It probably wasn't smart idea to let a person you just met who just told you one of the craziest stories you ever heard (and also not-so-subtly warned you they along with their entire family were mad) make a decision of where to go for you. But Elleth had followed Senescence's judgement thus far, for better or for worse, and she figured she was too far down this rabbit hole now to back out.

Also, she was still sort of preoccupied with that thing she couldn't quite remember and it was starting to drive her insane.

There was some slight flicker of disappointment that arose in Elleth at the realization that, wherever Senescence had planned on taking her, she wouldn't get to see it. But then the thought of seeing and breaking into an underground tunnel network and meeting one of these insane relatives of this other she cat took hold,and she didn't feel quite so upset anymore. Part of her wondered how the whole thing would go down. She didn't know much about the Regime; they weren't a clan so her immediate bias couldn't kicked in, but they were another major group with the potential power to do some serious damage, at least when working as a group. She figured breaking in would be pretty interesting when considering that. Or maybe because Senescence had family there it would be easier? Then again, the other hunter had just offered to let her kill the guy, so maybe her relationship with this 'Sean' fellow, so maybe they weren't that close. Oh well, she figured she'd better not waste that many brain cells on something she had no way of logistically planning out. She supposed she'd see the situation, see what Senescence was doing, and either create or follow along with the plan from there. Maybe not the most safe way of dealing with the upcoming situation, but she supposed neither was the general idea in the first place.

"Listen, if I was to find a white hamster, do you really think I'd give it to someone else? That thing would be mine." She said with a laugh. Believe it or not, that was one of the less crazy requests she'd heard of, and registering the rather bizarre sentence barely took her more than a second.

Sean took a deep breath with tears thick in his eyes, "Okay Snowy," He swallowed hard, "This is the surface, you mean everything to me Snowy, you're really almost all I have left and I want you to enjoy the winter and the feeling of open land. SO YOU CAN HATE IT AND NEVER WANT TO COME BACK! So. I'm going to put you down and you know... If you leave I guess you were never truly mine."