Horizon Ridge of winter and the bleak cold breath

Sorry this is a bit shorter in comparison! Echelon's more interested in being a jerk, apparently. I CAN'T HAVE NICE THREADS WITH YOU CLEARLY LMAO. ;__; *loves anyway*

Surprisingly, he managed to swing himself to face her in spite of the close distance between them. Hot words flushed out from his lips, only prompting a smirk to spread evenly across her muzzle briefly. It was there and it was gone, a flash of light across her dark visage as she snapped forward to shove him down the path. She wasn't through with him, not yet, and the notion she wanted to see a little more ire spill from his sandy features was distinct and precise. She snapped at him again, this time as though she were possessive of the terrain he had been scrabbling over moments ago. This time her snaps were aimed to pinch at his flesh, but not enough to break the skin. Aggravations, prompts to see how far she could push him before he ultimately pushed back.