The humans were looking at him, and Hissra could not blame them. He towered over them, and he was much smaller than the Karashok. Surely they were intimidating. But at the moment he wasn't interested in causing problems. The blonde woman had offered him one of the treats, stretching a long toned arm in his direction, and Hissra admired the strength in it. She towered over the other humans, even the males and Hissra nodded towards her in respect. He could only imagine she might be an effective warrior.
When she set the pastry on the log he reached for it, but did not sit. Instead he bit into the flaky treat slowly and savored the delightful taste. He closed his eyes. They were certainly delectable treats. Glancing over his shoulder, Hissra's eyes beckoned to the Karashok and he motioned for them to join, pointing towards the basket.