“Unless I am mistaken from your scent, a sibling of yours visited us last moon and attacked and killed one of our pets. This female was guarding the pets at the time and defeated your sibling in single combat, which is something no turnling could do. And from her smell after the fight, she certainly is not barren and has been in heat at least once during the past three moons.”
He empted Amy’s bag out on the ground, and the contents formed a pile like a bonsai mountain.
“If you are interested, our female did not kill your sibling. She committed suicide at my own hands after I had offered her leniency, all of which can be vouched for by the males currently with me. Now as to being an unnatural vampire, let us see what this young female has in her bag.” With exaggerated movements, he began
