Try It

She blinked from his sudden cold reaction from him. Her smile disappeared and she eyed him with equal coldness. Fine, he was probably right, it probably wasn't any of her business anyway. Heaven forbid she try to make conversation- but then he went on to say that she could be his outlet to vent to. She settled on her haunches and looked at him quizzically until he went on to describe the situation with his alpha and his mother. She studied him for a moment when he questioned the validity of his reasons compared to his actions. "No," she finally said, her tone blunt and honest.

"No, I don't think that's a good enough to go running over someone else. I think that sucks and if it were me it would piss me off too, but that's no reason to act recklessly." She rose to her charcoal dipped paws again, her acidic green gaze not leaving his. "Plus, I don't know about you, but talking was never a great way to vent for me, especially when it's just to talk about how much something bothers me instead of trying to come up with a solution to it. I've been dealing with anger problems since I was a pup and the only thing that's ever helped is fighting." She smirked a little and settled down into the defensive crouch that her muscles knew all to well by this point. "What do you say? Wanna spar with me to let off some steam? Besides, it's the least you can do after you nearly trampled me." That was a little bit of an exaggeration, but she didn't care. She watched him curiously, wondering if he would take her offer.

"Speak"