Ravensblood Forest Maybe we don't need no reason

Her request went very plainly ignored, a fact that was a thousand times more infuriating to Furiosa because she had bothered to ask. That act alone had been tough enough for her to commit— to be blatantly ignored after trying to act kindly, was enough to put her off attempting such ever again. Her eyes had widened at first, clearly bewildered by his insubordination, but they had narrowed now, simultaneous to the slight tucking of her muzzle towards her chest. She glared at him until he finished, letting silence drag between them afterwards without expressing a verbal opinion on his serenade. Their relationship would immediately seem strained to an onlooker, but in the Póilín's eyes, this was just a male who needed to be told things physically, rather than verbally.

Without intending to harm him, only tussle, Furiosa (in vile playfulness) lunged at Palisander.