Duskfire Glacier dagger

reina's head cranes back in shock. the fur in the back if her neck bristles, but it was not because of icy winds.
bothering you? she repeats, as if to confirm to herself that is what she heard. she scoffs — how dare you.. her words drip like venom, a growl twisting her smile into a snarl.

the only thing bothering you will be the cougar when it finds you here, fool! she then tugs at his nape, trying to get him to stand. maybe she could drag him away, like a prized carcass.
do you know how far i had to walk to get to you?! i could rip your throat out!