Falls of the Hinterlands well i tripped, i fell down

She smirks, chuckling and shaking her head. Joking around felt nice. It felt natural. The more the man went on, shooting back her sharp words so carefreely, the more Wren felt herself relax. Eventually, he would admit that he could fight. She ignored his last few words though. Already rising to her paws, she stared at him neutrally before -

Well, it looked like she might leave.

But she didn't.

Wren instead flung herself at the fluffy man. The ghost of a playful snarl spread across her lips as she tried to hook her front paws into his neck. To get a hold on him before doing anything else. "If you can fight" she breathed near his ear "then prove it!" Though she more or less tried to assault him, the woman was just joking around. There was no bile or venom in her words.