Dawnlark Plains I gotta pocketful, pocketful of sunshine

As the white wonder lowered his muzzle to eat, the small girl gave the scene a lopsided grin, her long tail wagging slowly. She already had a fondness for this...mountain. Wondering what his next move was, she opened her mouth to offer him to join them, but he spoke first. She nodded, her smile going small. Maybe it was his concerned face when she had flipped, maybe the few words, or maybe... something different. 
Shaking her head, she gave him a beaming smile, her eyes sparkling. Sí, I would like to talk with you again. It would be a good thing, no? Looking up at him, she sat down and wrapped her tail around her small feet.