"This," she queried, waving her hands at the boldly coloured tent. This is the territory you claim?" The fire went out as fast as it had lit and she moved close to him, tilting her head up so she could see his face. Patting one of his cheeks softly, she said "Relax then, pretty one. You've nothing to fear from me." She smiled now, the first real expression to cover her haughty features. "Not that you seem you'd fear me anyhow. But I've no designs on your ice world. I leave it to you freely."