Mount Apikuni don't go out tonight

she rises, padding towards the edge; nearer the Barracuda. head lowers on her shoulders as she peers down at them, his question hanging in the air only a moment. "no." head shifts to peer back at him, ears sweeping towards the birds as they begin to chatter, back towards the man. 

"I have not seen colours like your eyes."  her interest in them, in him, is betrayed easily now that moments have passed in his presence. once, perhaps, a bright and blaring colour that she can not fully remember, a memory half-processed.