Blind shrugged at the girl's suggestion, dismissing the notion. Her pride had been hurt enough that even starvation couldn't persuade her to hunt in front of this canine. Besides, she was no longer in the mood to hunt, even if the girl offered to help. Her tail flicked flippantly behind her as she watched the creature's position change, and she suppressed a chuckle at her new display of dominance. As much as she tried, she couldn't stay mad at the girl.
Don't worry yourself over me, darlin', she said, her eyes soft and inviting now. My hunger has seemed to suppress itself for now anyway. Rising to her feet, she gave her fur a quick shake before glancing about the forest. It was beautiful the way Mother Nature seemed to splash the foliage around them with snow, and she couldn't help but let her gaze linger. Finally, her bi-colored eyes turned back on the coywolf, and she gave her another good once-over before saying, You seem like a spry young girl. Care for a race?
Blind's tail began to swish excitedly as she straigthened up, not as a display of dominance but simply as an invitation to play. She sensed the carefree nature of this being to be strong, and she could do with a good romp through the woods to take her mind off things. Grinning widely, she tilted her head as if to say 'Eh?', and then chuckled softly.
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