Mwana looked extremely miffed. She hadn't meant to hit him, the idoit! Ah! He was insufferable, intolerable, horrible! Why did he just have to assume that every action of hers was spiteful? She took advantage of situations, sure, but she wasn't spiteful unless she was angry. And she certainly hadn't been angry yet. She couldn't stand it anymore!

"Humph!" She jumped down from the tree, seething in silence and began to walk the exact opposite direction he had headed. She needed to be alone for a bit. Somewhere where that brute wouldn't glower at her all day! She didn't care what he thought of her, but it seemed completely rediculous for him to be angry with her all the time. Well! Time for them to get some space, it seemed. She needed to breath.