Great Bear Wilderness Violets are blue

Its all good. Nothing was meant to happen anyway.

The stranger did not seem too perturbed by Dove's pronouncement, and even seemed pleased when she refused him; turning back to the wilds and muttering something about a loving companion, which made her snort and roll her eyes. It was clear that her charms were not going to entice the golden boy to join her upon the caldera, and that was fine - less time and energy wasted on men like that meant that Dove could find someone of true esteem and worth. He went his way, and she sauntered towards the mountains, prancing along as if the encounter had never even happened.