Bottle it up

A tick?! Snow white hair bristled at the insult, feeling disgusted, outraged, and a little impressed if she was going to be honest about it. So far, the male had only shown the basic forms of verbal combat, but this held promise. Relaxing the hairs around her neck, the female would stifle a laugh, trying to take the insult seriously, but failing miserably. "That was.. actually pretty funny." She would admit, shaking her head slightly as she chuckled. His question had her head lifting to meet his gaze, curious to the reason behind the question. Sure it was obviously meant to insult the woman once again, but Raelyn would take it more as legitimate challenge. What benefit would Askan have to charming Raelyn? It was a good question, one she didn't have an answer ready for. Of course there was the obvious reasons; she was amazing! Every male should be grateful for even the chance to speak with the frozen mistress, let alone have the opportunity to actual charm her. But this guy was different, painfully so, and if Rae wanted to a decent answer, she needed to provide something he wanted.

But what does a foul tempered, hot headed, sassy brute want out of anyone? The answer came to her as blue eyes glanced around the terrain, looking for ideas. When she realized they were the only ones around... that's when she spoke up. "Because you could use a friend, and if not a friend, at the very least an ally." She would muse, though her face would hold only a faintest hint of a smile. "This land is riddled with wolves, loners and pack wenches alike. Not to mention it's winter, and survival is easier with two." She would add, turning her eyes to the blanket of snow on the ground and gently pushing it with her paw. The chilly cold no longer bother the fae, not after her long weeks afloat on a literal ice burg. She welcomed the cold, for it made the heat of company that much sweeter.

Now that didn't mean she wanted his company, because the woman could think of just about anything else she would prefer, but that was just a simply fact of life. Pack life was a delicacy because it made survival so much easier, to the point they would rarely think about where there next meal would come from. But rogues.. lone wolves.. with no one but yourself to look out for.. that was unheard of. Raelyn's hunting was at it's peak during this time of the year, whereas others with darker coats struggled. The fact that she was even offering such an alliance was a show of how golden her frozen heart truly was.