Aerasha, just returning from her long journey, was refamiliarizing herself with the area. So she says, as an excuse to exclude herself out of normal pack duties. A usual occurance with the soft dame as she sashayed around the stones, glancing idly around for something interesting to come across her bicolored eyes. 

Some smelled familiar, some did not. The black figure on the stone, was familiar, but not familiar enough to know her name. She only remembered this one by the aggressive nature on her gorging a bison eye out, as Aerasha skipped right past that scene and frolicked to the other side of the herd. It was fresh in her mind, mostly because she found the game of tag with the large hoof creatures to be rather fun, but the fae forgotten that was long ago. So was her joining, technically, but now she was starting over.~

Wisping her hips on over, Aerasha held the usual lethargic and playful expression, as she strode on over. Devlishly sweet, she was, as the other was tired and sore, she seemed to ignore the factors and innocently said, "heeeey," while facing the stone, "how youuu dooiiin'.~"

She watched the other, smiling pleasantly despite the moody responds. However Aerasha's bicolored gaze of blue and brown did not seem to look at the other in disdain or annoyance, and it carried on with a playful hint while greeting the other. Though maybe not many would notice her brown tone, as her eyes usually were half closed. Maybe that was why many were drawn to her vicious scar instead.. With such a dull responds, she would attempt to carry on the conversation for the sake to ease her boredome, "heeeey, what's wrooongg? Diiiid Greyback give a daddy lecture?~" Maybe her way to 'comfort' or even try a friendly conversation wasn't the best, especially toward a stranger.

"Oohhhh, aanndd," and she almost forgot! "i'm Aerasha. Hellooooo.~"

Successfully catching the others attention she continued on, "he like a dad riiiight? Papa mountain.~" She faintly recalled the time Aerasha rode the mountain man, and found herself wishing to do so once again. Or at least, to any big enough to grant this desire. She would need to find a worthy packmate to help on this!

"He must've lecturreeed, yess?~" The fae was indicating that the other, acting like an troublesome teen must have gotten in trouble somehow, "orrrrrr, mama Val did it.~"

"Buuut its okay, they just worrryyy abouuttt yoouu.~"

"Oohhhhhh, whyyyy?~" Aerasha didn't comment on her play toward the parental comments and simply waited for the other to respond. However when Vespera gave one, she only questioned back, like a child with their 'why' questions. She had seemingly guessed wrongly on being lectured, though provided a moody attitude of someone who did. What a troublesome wolf.~

"Do youuuuu, not try hard enoouughhh?" She started with a series of questions, "cauuseee, trouble?" With a devilish smile, "Ohhhh, got between a couuuppleeee?~" There was an infinite of 'why' she could continue on listing, all reasons for some to dislike the dark female. It wasn't tricky to make others find you irritating or odd, so Aerasha had an infinite scenarios.

"Orrrr... Youuuu, don't like yourselllfff?~"

She was odd, but a bit decent at picking up minor details. Mostly because she watched, to try and catch all the bits about others. Observing was one of her greatest treasures, so for Aerasha, it was easy to pick up certain habits, or certain feelings. Though the one before her, was far too easy. She even said it herself, that it was amazed Vespera didn't realize her own self-esteem issue, "Welllll," the lass started, "you said it yourselllffff.~"

"Youuu, said no one carres, buuuttt, whooo told you thaaat?~" Aerasha couldn't imagine anyone saying anything even the tiniest bit of cruelty to another. Majority already held a high annoyance for herself, but no one dares to actually say- well some asked what was wrong with her, but nothing that they disliked the creamy wolf. She could only say this black wolf is jumping to conclusions.~ How adorable.

"Oohhhhh, reallllyyyy?~" She had this sickly sweet voice, one of innocence and naivity, but it was clear there was an underline toxic amusement, as a playful smirk came upon the cotton lady's face. Anyone could see that the other was of lies, that were easy to read. Even someone like Aerasha, who could be said to push buttons in the wrong places, knew where to read the lines. Though she knew where, she didn't stop, as the Princess freely continued forward with an act of an 'angel', and so she pressed, "buuuttt, you seem sooo saaad."

"Eveerryoonee seems to treat yoouu soo welll, wouldn't theeeyy bee saaaddd if you thoought so little of them?~"