She breathes deep and tilts her head at him. Her chin dipping in understanding. If they were enemies...well they would handle that as they always have. It puts a funny twist in her stomach, but it was a fact of their lives now, she didn't have to like it, but she did have to accept it.

"We do as we always have if they are. Lord knows Heat would prefer that they are." Not that she had to mention it, Gale knew that as well as she did. Their red haired comrade had embraced their changes and he sought conflict wherever possible in order to feed his demon. Was always the quickest to admit that he was hungry, even in the most miniscule way.

She sighs, "People... import livestock all the time?" It would be the easiest cover for their problem.