Blacktail Deer Plateau oh, say you want my love tonight

The boy seems to shrink at her anger, but soon rises up again, defending himself rudely. Seaglass eyes glared at the boy, getting her first real good look at him. She wouldn't forget that little jerk. 

He called her a dummy and maybe to a more common wolf, the word wouldn't mean much. But Huā had only a general grasp of which common tongue swears were worse than others. To her dummy seemed an equal to asshole. Restraining her anger, she states calmly yet sharply, "You don't see me. That make it your fault! Think about this." In her perspective it was the job of a playing child to keep an eye open for the older, resting wolf. Her culture was all about filial piety- a child being rude was uncommon in the southern beaches. 

"Next time you play, keep your eye open." She huffs, frustration leaking into her voice which she tried so hard to keep calm.