King Elk Forest you look familiar, did you forget about me?

It was somewhat sickening, how much Queenie enjoyed playful torment. The brute before her passed by with such radiating anger that she thought the heat from his body was enough to melt the snow in the territory. She smiled at that inner remark, then called out to him, Hey! The last time they'd met, they hadn't really had the opportunity to have a proper introduction; Queenie preferred it that way.

Enough time had been spent resting, and since it looked like they would be heading to the same destination, Queenie thought she might follow after him to see how many of his buttons she could push. Someone is in a bad mood, she teased in a low, cooing voice.