Unfamilar yet familiar, she hasn't been summoned in so long, it brought a grin to her face for the change. Silence was often a given within the times of being a loner, and being wanted was always nice, even if the calling wasn't the best of reasons. Though while coming to the summons, she made zero haste to sashay her self on over, and took sweet time to finding Kiwi.

"Heeeeeey.~" What kind of games will they play today?

"Oohhhh?" Without greeting, the coffee-lady was given a command, to attack. How intriguing, she thought as Aerasha strode near, not picking up a fighter stance, but still the same carefree aura she always gave. She actually, if memory served, was never officially trained to fight as most heirs would be, for her brother came to be, and was quickly to ascend his role of the to-be King. Hunting too, was quite an issue.~

"Here I gooooo.~" While listening, it was a rather sad attempt as it almost seemed like a slow-motion film, as Aerasha was going to literally, just bump into her. Perhaps if she gave enough force, it could be a body slam like the meatbag she is, but then again, it's her. She doesn't have much strength.

It was still but yet a game to Aerasha, going as far as saying, "Woaahhh.~" when it was connected, and she was thrown. Yet, there was no flinching, nor' signs she felt hurt. She was perfectly okay, with a perhaps sickening, sweet smile plasted upon her face. She let it be, being grappled to the floor as the other did mean harm to the Princess, but the harm would never be realized.

"We are, playing taaag?~" The coffee-toned wolf chuckled lightly as she threw a joke to Kiwi.

"Buttt, we could share the meal?" She had dealt enough with starvation as well as being over-fed and didn't care much, thus simply played the sharing game. Wasn't it that simple, to offer a bit of it instead of resulting to stealing, "besidessss, i'm not a fighter." Kiwi wouldn't get far with Aerasha, as she definitely wasn't an attacker, more of a jester then anything.

"I'm, a lover.~"

"Hmmm," what a good question, "uhmmm, i'll... Tackle of frienddshiiip.~" Aerasha was overflowing with love and affectionate, a constant aroma of flowers seem to follow alongside, and soothed others, or annoyed them, it was her solution. A tackle of love and affection, a friendship example! Perhaps it didn't work on a white wolf days ago, but nontheless she would try!

"Oohhh, I wouldn't, liiike that. Dooo, you want a tackle of looveee?~" Though honestly it'd be the same effort she gave earlier.

"I was.. In my Kingdom as the lovely Princess,~" she was spoiled, yet not. Privileged to do nothing however also cursed, to do literally nothing. She was a neglected princess, to be precise, nontheless somehow turned up to a flowery  and lovely lady, "aaanddd, Easthollow." Then after a while, ended up in the bison pack.

"aaanddd, because i'm adorable.~" The world seemed to take pity on Aerasha, as she charmed her way through and somehow was alive, and plump.