The Sentinels oh, a second verse!

She blinked, and lifted her head up a small notch to the lilt of the greeting returned. It was very much unlike what she considered typical so for the very next moment, the scout felt it wise to take her chance. Risks beyond the typical did not yet make themselves obvious, not so much with the paws and jaws of this woman. Interest outweighed all else. "Hi," she offered, still stepping closer, only far more slowly now. Despite the pull of the ashen scenery, she stayed zeroed in, studious, and deliberately attuned--all in her wicked thirst to only know more than she did. With other company of the canine sort so rare lately, she simply doesn't want to botch any opportunity too quickly. "I do alright. You..?" she replied with a flick of her snout towards the dark-coated female for the very last syllable.

For all of her lack in outright expressiveness, she attempted to let her curious warmth be seen, felt even, signaled quietly by the flutter of her dusty tail. "Do you know what this place is?" she asked with her next breath as she finally paused with one paw off the ground, looking poised to take to motion again without hesitation.