Few had been able to speak her name without difficulty. It was simply a fact she had come to accept and no longer too offense to it in her maturing years. She simply nodded to the smaller female's attempt, replaying the tone as she committed to memory. How one spoke to her, their tone of voice placed more of an imprint than scent to her mind. Each tone was unique, as she was encouraged to learn, for should fate see fit to blunt her nose or lessen her sight, she trusted her hearing would remain.

But such learning thoughts of the past were forgotten when nature reared itself and made passage all the more difficult. Her prior rage for the wood bubbled over without warning and spilled into the lands as she thrashed the innocent floral. She was more than annoyed, she was livid with herself, wondering how on this earth she had allowed herself to stumble so deeply into the thick without recollection. Had her mind been too far gone that only the routine of her steps was all she heeded?

She did not see the shock on the female's face for her behavior, but certainly heard the origin of a foreign voice seemingly resonating throughout the surrounding sect of thick wood. Immediately her bi-colored eyes turned to the dark projection, her eyes wide and lips quivering as she assessed with scrutiny. Her state was not so rampant that she could not comprehend his words, or those of his subordinate, though they did nothing to ease her irritable state.

"If I could have found my way out on my own," she snapped in turn. "Then I would not have followed you this far." It was apparent she was a lost soul, treading so far and deep into the skirts of claimed land. Yet her point still stood in her angered mind; how was one so large supposed to navigate through this Thicket when nature itself was inclined to hinder progress? Was the area one large trap?

Letting her lips ease their tension, she again let her eye sweep passively over the male. The first and perhaps only notable asset of him she acknowledged as indeed his size. Larger than herself, yet she was hardly daunted by it. If anything she was curious on how he was able to maneuver through the woods... and was quietly as he had done for her not to take notice of him until then. "How are you able to move in this?" she questioned, hoping that he would see the sense in her inquiry. The more easily she was able to move, the sooner she could leave without further harm, to herself and the wildlife that apparently made their home.

OOC: Thank you guys! :D Hopefully we can do this again soon!

The relationship between lead and subordinate was not unfamiliar though it did not keep the growth of discomfort at bay. She did not pay the interaction much mind at first, considering her bother for the environment greatly outweighed her bother for their closeness. Though she did take notice of it as any other might. She simply turned her muzzle from it and kept her eye on the ground until she was again address by the male.

His display did nothing to either quell or stir her anger further. She had left the inquiry in the air for a reason and could wait for his reply. In due time, she was rewarded albeit with a tone that suggested the patience was wearing thing. Again, an aspect she took no offense or bother to. As long as she was answered, she did not care for the delivery. However the single word was not what she had expected. Perhaps a more in depth explanation to follow, even a demonstration... but then she did not know either of the two to have anticipated so much. The single word left her frowning, yet she did not press further. Rather she kept her ears forward as he further explained the directions out of the Thicket, then turned away soon after to fade again in the Thicket. Anti-climactic, but she had gotten what she wanted in the end; a way out.

Huffing softly, the woman again turned to the smaller female, letting her eyes roam over her petite form briefly, then followed the instruction with a sharp turn on the tops of her paws. "Thank you," she muttered with a strange manner of calm, and even went as far as to dip her head twice though the large male had already gone. Indeed the woman was a short-tempered thing, yet she had enough etiquette to at least show her gratitude when it was appreciated. Without another word she stepped lively though again with a surprising show of care for the woods. Keep straight as best as she was able, she headed out, hoping that indeed his instruction was true and in the end she would find the open space she momentarily desired.

{Exit K'arnae}