Blackfoot Forest And continued to run recklessly

omglmao i want them to hate each other forever

She kept her furs prickled and held fast to her ugly face. He at least made that easy.

What wasn't so simple was holding back. Just looking at him, watching him react and hearing the words he spun really, really inspired her to lunge to clamp that mouth of his shut at the very least. But, even if her blood ran hot, she couldn't afford it right now. He'd probably fight back, and one bad wound and she'd wither and die -- then, her impressively blind fleeing away from everything she'd known would have been for nothing. And she wouldn't let him do that to her. Now just wasn't the time.

She snarled loudly at him and swallowed down her retorts -- since he made so little sense to her, she could muster up plenty. But instead of mouthing off in return (despite the massive urge to), she spun on her heels and took her leave, then sped off into the darkness of the woods. She couldn't waste her energy on him.