Conquer the stars

Saffron found herself in a huff, although she wasn't normally so bothered with things like this. Of course, normally she was a lot more sure-footed, and she felt heavily embarrassed by her stumbling, in front of an annoying stranger no less. Her muzzle wrinkled up, baring her teeth into the darkness when the woman offered her a bit of sarcastic advice. Now she felt a slight burning in her face - why did she have to trip in front of this lady, making herself look like even more of an idiot than the woman probably already thought she was? Before she knew it, the she-wolf had stalked away again, and Saffron shuffled after her, trying to be more careful with where she placed her paws. She knew she'd gotten lucky that her face was still intact after stumbling into the stranger, but she might not be so lucky a second time, so she padded along more carefully.

"Well, looks like we're both gonna be outta luck," she stated matter-of-factly as she matched her stride with the older woman's, feeling her fur graze against the other's briefly, "There's no way I'm leaving, and if you're not either, then we're just gonna have to be den mates." She remained uncomfortably close to the other wolf as they walked, determined to make a point. If this woman wasn't going to get lost, then she was going to have to put up with Saffron.

"We may as well get introduced then," she blabbered on, not really caring for this conversation but committed to annoying the crap out of the other she-wolf now, "I'm Saffron. I was born in the North, and I haven't really been anywhere else. I don't have any hobbies. I also don't have any friends, and I'm not really interested in making any. So, what's your name? What brings you here? Why do you wanna be in this cave anyways?" Her tail flicked, hoping to tap against the woman's hip in an annoying, overly buddy-buddy gesture. Even if the woman tried to ignore her, it wasn't going to last long. Saffron was not a quitter, and she'd get this woman out of her one way or another.