Swiftcurrent Creek snowfall

he didn't seem to take it to heart, which brought a breathe of relief from the pale january woman. "soltero," she repeated, nose dipping down gently in a single nod of acknowledgement, "it's a pleasure to finally be acquainted with you, then." a smile traced her own lips, her feature's filled with interest as she looked upon soltero, her tail flagging slowly at her hocks. she gazed past him, briefly, at the sight of a small movement. perhaps it was just a bird, though, way off in the distance, for her gaze fell back upon him mere seconds later. 

"what are you doing?" she asked him, as casually as she could manage-- her conversation skills were so weak nowadays. but he had seemed like he was on a mission in the moments before... perhaps she could help, somehow.