Seaside Moors Everything has Changed

bijou was met first with a glare, and then a command. 

fancy thinking this man, amid a ruined and desolate moor, was capable of commanding anything! bijou's head tilted back, a soft peal of laughter rising skyward. 

i don't think i shall. the sojourner purled, gathering her long legs under her and striding forth. hit a nerve, did i? was it about your girl.. or your face? the seawolf mock pouted before making a display of considering something that had just occurred to her. you know.. maybe the bear chased them off.. bijou weighed the idea with a flick of her ear, a mock gasp of surprise following. maybe the same bear responsible for your face?