Mount Apikuni storms of fabled foreign tongues

As she padded after Lennon, Xahi pondered how life would be now that she had joined the band.  A soft grin appeared on Xahi's face as the young girl finally greeted her. She gave a kind smile in reply.
     The pale female curled up on the den floor, yawning widely before she finally settled. Right before her eyes shut for good, she heard the accented voice of her friend speaking softly. His words comforted her greatly, and she moved closer to him slightly, feeling the warmth of his fur. This was exactly what the girl missed. This companionship, this saftey. "Me too," she crooned softly. The dreamer then shut her enchanting eyes, waiting for morning to call her back, once again.