Morningside Cuesta fireborn

She shook her head, pink tongue dragging briefly across the pale fur of her muzzle. "You shouldn't make conclusions so quickly." Eshne wasn't afraid of getting her feet wet, although she'd prefer somewhere that was more shallow so her entire body didn't end up drenched. She hated being cold. She'd come from warm, dry places and although her pack had thought she embodied some hotheaded daemon it wasn't true. She felt cold just like everyone else. 

Since he'd admitted that he wasn't useful to her she pressed on, overcoming his pace and heading towards the water to cross it. It left him a decent view of her coat, and with it, the shape of her curves. "Maybe next time we run into one another you might find a way to make yourself useful." She called out, smirking as she went on with her plan.