Sawtooth Spire un beso

The spider did not move forward with her again, causing the bear to stop and see why. What she saw returned her to his side with a perplexed expression. His reaction was... not what she'd intended to get out of him. Her brows pinched in more confusion as he cowered, her head tilted for a moment as if to ask why? Gold eyes flickered to the blood that dripped down his muzzle, causing a perturbed frown on the female's face. She hadn't meant to bleed him either. How had this gone so wrong?

Perhaps she was slow in the way of social things but eventually, her mind was able to put two and two together. Her attempt at play had been taken as assertion, dominance. That was... "Well shit." Her voice played against the walls of the cavern, bouncing back and forth for a few moments before she stepped closer again. There was hesitation in her step, a lack of surety in her movements. Nanuk was not one to try and mend things but she had fucked up here, and had brought harm to him.

Her nose touched his cheek, brushing the short fur there for a moment. Tongue flashed out, wiping away the blood staining his muzzle, or trying to. Her muscles were tense, frustration brewing just under the surface. She wasn't good at this, and it showed in her fumbling attempt. "Game. It was a game." Is that how you were supposed to apologize? Probably not.

"My bad."

Yep. She was fucking terrible at this shit.