who needs forever

[size=small]The averse reaction was not unseen. Deterred, the brunette withdrew with a snort. Backing into her figurative corner she seared. Embarrassed for having been rebuffed, the remorse was evident in her own creased expression. Lowering her bristled head, she countered with an averted menace. It would be a restrained concession but a concession none the less.

Grousing once more she shook before staring down the end of her narrow face. There she saw the intermixed prints and thought of a distraction. Either she and the nameless could make something of their likeness or continue to stand around miming one another. Tracing them in the snow she went a little bit further from the loner before wuffing at her. Not to follow, as she had proven too strict to allow herself to be led. Instead, she invited her to scrutinize the pattern and decide for herself.[/size]