Deepwood Weald It's just too hard

It was easy to note the arrogance in this one. Now she could see why the scent didn't favor her nose. 
Snorting, she stepped closer to where he had relocated. So long as you live here, you owe me whatever it is a I ask of you. Is it really so hard to simply provide a name, or does your ego get in the way of that too much?
With too much on her mind, Ouraniós was in no mood to deal with snarky brutes. She had asked only a simple question. Why need he be so difficult?