Phoenix Maplewood Tree dancing malinois style

Eying the stranger distrustfully and reminding a growling canine shaped vacuum cleaner, in the next few minutes she breathed in every single morsel that lied in her path. Along with some handfuls of snow too, making her stop and wince at one point, when the bitter cold reacted with her stomach and punched her right in the head known also as "brain-freeze" or "cold-stimulus headache" - a more scientific description offered by Wikipedia.

Once the unpleasant feeling had passed and Nunataq had made sure that not even snow smelled anything like her prized possession (yeah, she was that greedy - even the smell particles had to be preserved from the stranger), she sat down, focused her silver orbs at the guy, staring at him shamelessly. At some point she huffed, something akin to a sneer appeared in her lips and she tilted her head to the side. So, how can you impress me, big guy?