Moonsong Glacier Snowdrops

She heard her name called, and turned with girlish hope shimmering in her doleful eyes for a moment when she caught sight Dutch. He was the reason she had come here- and while he had made his wants known, he had made it clear that he had no plans on taking her for a wife. 

No suitors had come singing for her, either. None with dancing feet or gifts- none had even come to give her a sidelong glance, save perhaps for Hototo who had disappeared along with the others. 

She hid her hurt, and gave him a meek bob of her head, waving her tail so he might know that she accepted his company- and hoping that he might also see and understand the wistfulness of her gaze.