Firestone Hot Springs Tired mechanical heart beats till the song disappears.

she was silent, watching with a kind of bemused air the girl. she was odd, in energy and in markings, and was quick to speed off with something about disliking the heat. gaze returned to Cry, who she took to seem distinctly irritated and a kind of resolute. grin bit at the edge of her muzzle at his words, still unsettled by the whirlwind of a girl, who seemed distinctly opposite Cry. "Your sister? She is certainly...unique." a beat, but she soon asked once more, "Who is Slade?" she asked, moving deeper into the pool. unlike the girl, she rather enjoyed the warmth.