And it did. Ada only noticed such things a pouting when she wanted to and only in loved ones or friends. This young lioness was still a stranger to her and not one she was on good terms with either. So it was easy for the headstrong, rash lioness to walk away without guilt or even looking back. She simply felt the tension of her frustration ease, only slightly, once she was running through the familiar grasses again on her own, enjoying the sun beating down on her from above. Time to enjoy the day at last! For who knew when it would turn cold again.