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She had spotted the tattered creature once before but they had not spoke much. The last time they had seen each other had been with Nona present. No one else was here now though. Jakoul was not sure she saw this place as a conversational area though. At least when she knew nothing about it. She could not inform the stranger the importance of this area or what it all meant so she chose to remain silent about the place.

Yet there was also the desire to not startle the stranger with her silence presence. A gentle rumble stirred deep within her as she moved closer onto the scene and in turn, closer to the female.