Come in Peace

It would have been foolish of her to expect instant success, but she could not stifling the dejection at having her attempt thwarted so easily. As her muzzle was snapped shut, she shared with the male a rather stunned look as she lumbered quite oddly to bring her heavy self to a pause. Her body shifted uncomfortably as her weight eventually settled and she once against faced him, squaring her body at the ready. Suffice it to say, she felt rather foolish, but tried however silently to remind herself that she had taken him on his offer in the course of improvement. There was bound to be some faults and embarrassments. She huffed soundly as she turned to face him outright, lowering her head between her shoulders and poising her body forward again as she prepared. Her brows lowered in concentration, then would lift as she charged forward feeling the cold wind against her face. Again she sought his right side, though with a lower tilt of her muzzle to discourage his scolding mark should he try for her muzzle again. Her steps remained heavy, too sound to be discrete. But there was determination in her stampede even if her body was not yet able to harness it properly.