Anne Dunnie meets Suzanna (The Khajiit of my friend Clara F.)

I remember the day I meet Suzanna, I was traveling to Dawstar, to resolve some works for the Companions.

The khajiit try to steal me on the road, I don't have patience with sneak thieves, so I put and dagger on her neck.

- Good try Khajiit, but if you see, I not so dump, and your sneak aren't the better I see in life.

- But I'm-m-m trying t-tt-oo-to help ya! - She tells that lie. Pfft, she's never was a good liar.

- Trying to help? What kinda of help you can assist me stealing my trousers!?

I kick her for the left, making the cat fall. I picked up the Wuuthrad and I move on her direction, she picked up two ebony daggers, not problem. With one block with the axe I take her daggers of, I raised the Whuuthrad above my head, no, I don't go to kill her, so I threw the axe on the clean snow, I stand my hand for her, she don't give her cat hand for me. 

- Why you didn't kill me?

- Because you didn't attack me. You just try to defense yourself.

- Yes, wasn't my intention kill you. I'm hungry, and I smell some sweet rolls.

- You're thieves, I don't understand your minds, why you didn't ask for one?

I stand one for her, she picks quickly and stars to eat.

- My name is Anne, Anne Dunnie.

- ANNE?! YOU'RE THE HARBINGER OF THE COMPANIONS?! 

- Yes. I'm the Harbinger, what's your name?

- Suzanna, I'm a thief from the Thieves Guild. People here in Skyrim don't like khajiits, they don't care about our skill, unfortunately I almost caught in Whiterun.

- You know, is not because you're a Khajiit you need to be a thief, like Farkas my husband says sometimes.

The eyes of the cat shine, she smiles quickly and says:

- Farkas?! Omg, you're so lucky! He's so fucking hot!

I start to be mad with that, he is mine! How she says that? Grr, cats! Now I know why dogs don't like cats. 

- Uh, I'm sorry, you're mad. I know he is yours...

-It's nothing cat, I'm just jealous.

- I understand you, oh... That's strange...- She looks at me, walking in my direction, touching my ears. - Is that... Furr? Oh good, your eyes, they are yellow.

I feel my blood fever, I pushed her a little away for me.

- Sorry again, I will stay here quietly.

It wasn't a good way to meet someone, but that day I meet one of my best friends.