Out in the snow [Tag Anyone]

John was astounded that the girl was already starting to walk away. Not only was she turning her back on him before he was gone, she was also letting him see which direction her camp was in. If she had kept that up for long enough he would have lost her footprints as well. It crossed his mind that she could be attempting to fool him, walking in another direction, but from what he had seen of the girl, that kind of outmanouvering was unlikely from her. She just wasn't that clever.
"I'm sure we'll meet again," he said, mostly as a warning, but also as a smug remark. He didn't even know her name, but he would be sure to remember this girl. He would have a ton of fun watching her despaired expression once his men rode into her camp later on. With that he turned his horse and rode back the way he had come. He had to meet up with his men and arrange a plan.

"Caaaaaaaaaan´t wait for it. Remember to give me back my bow and arrows then ... please." She said still not looking at him as she continues to move on in another direction where her current home was of course. Even if the crow acutally would chase her now or later, if she got close enough to where she was heading to Naerys would make sure he´d loose track of her either way.

"Counting on it," John called, laughter in his voice, over his shoulder. "Your arrows at least." He wasn't sure if she was smart enough to understand what he was implying, but he hoped she would. Threatening her would be so much more amusing if she knew what he was talking about.

Naerys grunted. Rather quiet but still she did. Oh how much she hated him already though they just met.
"You´re too kind crow and I´ll be sure to return you the favor likely." She said facing him for the last time that day with an evil smirk on her face. If they really would meet again she would make sure it was the last time.