The yuki-no-onna surveyed him a while as if he were the brand new, unruffled snow lounging on a hazardous terra incognita. It wasn't that Wōđanaz had been dishonest with her, just that he hadn't mentioned this before... probably because she hadn't ever been seeing things and feeling whispers in the limbs of shadows scent on her ankles like hungry cats.
"Why didn't you ever tell me?" underneath the calm exterior of the question, lay a demand to know that was brittle... she'd be able to comprehend why. That question, no, she scratched it out of the bark with a dagger to reconfigure it. "You could've told--"
Out of the corner of her eye, speak of the devil, a tall figure whipped itself behind the threshold of an alcove before she could see it fully. Surprisingly, the demoness startled and abducted his arm instantly, and hard. "Did you see!"