Neverwinter Forest kettle drum roll hard

I'd like this to hit "complete" status, so feel free to stop her! I know it's old, though, so if you'd rather wrap up, that's also fine. :)

Magpie choked back the sound of her laughter as the male struggled to look like it wasn't bothering him, which only made the situation more hilarious to her— she hadn't been laughing at him before, not really, but she was certainly headed in that direction. When he reacted to her words with insult, however, the yearling regained her composure and frowned. Well, that was certainly rude of him. "Hey, if you don't want my help, that's fine. Free will and all that. When the sting crawls up your anus, though— well, I warned you." She paused, "But maybe it's already there, and that's your problem."

Her white-dappled shoulders went up in a shrug, and she began to resume her walk through the trees. She had genuinely wanted to help, but she wasn't about to waste time on some imbecile that didn't know generosity when he saw it. Such things were in limited supply, and she'd give it to the deserving.