Firestone Hot Springs a strange respite from the cold

Runt frowned and her hackles rose. Suddenly her mind was off his appearance. He'd insulted her. Had he known her name he probably would've laughed. If there was one thing that frustrated Runt, it was an insult to her size. And she took this as an insult. "Oh yeah? I could last one more battle if I've already been through this many! And I think I'm a fair match." She narrowed her eyes. It wasn't for her to control anyway. Blame her mom or something for her size. She didn't control it, she didn't want it. "It's not my fault I'm small, anyway." She muttered grumpily. She was sick of being tiny, all it had done so far was ruin what could've been nice childhood and turn it into slavery.