Disarm you with a smile

Xina scrambled up to a taller piece, a small flock of her mother's ravens circled in the sky high above her. They would be showing the pack her position. She couldn't get into that much trouble out here, could she? The other side of the wall was not that much different than this side. Rolling plains of short grasses and low ground cover clung to the terrain.

The wet spring had made the soil spongy and soft, and small drifts of snow still clung to the shadows of the north side of the wall. Hmmm... She wondered why the snow clung here so readily, was the sun high enough to melt it? It wasn't like it was sheltered by mountains, not like the polar sound was. Would this snow cling here all the time?

Suddenly she heard from above a clearing of a throat and words that turned the girl's nose to a wrinkling curl. Eyes of molten gold flashed at the disruption and surprise. A calculated gaze observed the adult with a suspicious tone. Who was this woman to order her about? She had her mama's ravens and her dad's hawk looking out for her. She recalled her mother's lessons... Perception, everything was seen through the lens of their own perceptions.

She shrugged at the lady then, as if to say she didn't know and didn't care. What would be her reaction then?