Silver Moraine 'Cause nothing hurts like a woman can

she offered no excuses as he spoke, watching him with slightly inclined crown as the sun burned off his pelt like rays on snow. he seemed to be less than interested in patching up their relationship, not with the anger burning off him, and she regarded him a moment longer before stepping neatly to the side. "perhaps."  they had harmed their faltering numbers as soon as they'd set foot in their main hunting ground, but she tired of explanations.  they were the ones who'd chosen to leave after she'd allowed them one more night in the Maplewood, she reasoned, but it hardly mattered now. "but can you judge as you do without knowing the state of my own number, why we wronged as we did?"

he'd gotten his apology, she could not bend further (especially considering he considered himself temperamental). gaze moved to the dark woman who'd appeared a little ways off, scanning her once before returning to the male. briefly, she wondered what her father would have done. she held her tongue a moment, offering a moment of silence as she considered simply returning to the plains.