Yikes I am the worst
Marisol didn't like being told what to do at the best of times. The fact that her mood was as foul as the weather made her disdain all the more potent, like a fever she couldn't shake off. Still, it wasn't as if he was just telling her to get lost without offering her an alternative. To the west huh? Far away from here and these shitty trees, or at least she hoped. Thinking about it like that made his offer tempting, she really did hate this place with all she had. And that was a damn lot of hate, all boiling inside of her small frame.
Still...she couldn't help but be suspicious. She weren't stupid in any sense of the word and he was awful smug, tall and a bit (or rather a lot) of a know it all.
"Just like that huh? I can find paradise to the west?" She scoffed. Like such a place could be found, least of all by her.
She tilted her head up to the sky, squinting as the beads of water pelted her silvery eyes. Some shelter was better than none, she supposed, even if it meant she'd have to do some walking to get there.
"Fine, you win cabron. Enjoy your shitty woods." She spat, turning tail to leave.
Mari has left Relic Lore. I'm in the process of finishing off her threads, those I don't finish will be deaded!