The words echoed throughout the forest and it the corners of my head
"What?", I exhaled heavily out my nose
She just stared right through me, balling her hands into fits while straightening their posture; defense
Standing still, yet roughly breathing
Time could only tell how long we had stood like this
Her feet digging into the snow as she stood on a half crouch, while my arms loosely swung at my side as my head tilted in confusion
I began awkwardly claping, "So, now that that's out the way- what the hell are you doing." Ending in a monotonous tone, judging the girl now faced down in the snow after attempting to pounce onto me
"H-did-oh-at"
Taking a step back in precaution, "Your-" waving a hand in front of my face, "um face needs to be not in the snow for a um person to understand" my fingers doing acrobats as I wave in different directions
With harsh movements, she lifts her face out the snow. Now in a plank as she re-states herself
"How did you do that" she barks, separating every syllable
"Do what? Avoid your attempted assault? You're very slow, you should work on that"
She just growls at me, again
She's mental, its still not to late to leave
Shut up
"What's your name?" I ask politely, my position still as I stare at the strange girl
"Do I look like a practice target to you or something? As we already figured, you need to be a tad faster." I pitch my fingers together, ending my sentence with genuine laughter as the girl ends up faced down beside me; once again
"Mmeha"
"Face. Snow."
Quickly, she pushed herself into a sitting position and crosses her legs
A faint pink glow spread across her cheeks and nose from being bare faced in the freezing snow
Making no eye contact while dipping her head, "Mia"
"Well, 'Mia'. Shall we get you somewhere warm? Your face is practically glowing!"
Wrapping her arms around her waist," I'm not cold"
I scoffed, "Your face-"
Placing one hand in the snow, using it as an anchor to push herself up in a swift motion.
"Must of never heard of a bloodrush before, being what you are" she retorts, walking deeper in the forest without giving me another glimpse
Aren't those the same- nevermind that
Without saying another word, I follow her