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The low woof caught the attention of the girl, and she turned her head to watch him over her shoulder as he approached, tail wagging as he did so. She didn't ask the name of the male. Although she had never formally spoken with him, she knew him as the son of Lasher and Blue Willow; Casmir. She had no social connection to the male at all whatsoever, but had noted when she first joined that they were roughly the same age. Upon this memory, this gave a bit of a smirk to him, her ice eyes taking a moment to look him over.

Aria was not aware of any romantic connections between anyone in the back besides Lasher and Blue Willow or Dante and Osprey. In fact, the female that Casmir had been so close with she'd never even met before. The name had been spoken to her once or twice, but never did she meet the girl. The thought of Casmir and Behati being "a thing", never crossed her mind. If she'd had this knowledge beforehand, perhaps her response would've been different. But she hadn't, and here he was, and to her he spoke.

Before she had the chance to perhaps ask for help, he immediately shouted of his birthday, to which Aria's ears perked up. She held her grin, although it appeared a bit more innocent now. She dropped the small game and sat, ears perked forward. "Well, then happy birthday," she woofed, eying the prey as a sort of birthday gift. She nosed one of them forward, her eyes remaining on the male. She was unsure of his reaction, and would gladly slow her roll if he appeared uncomfortable, but a little kindness never hurt anyone, as far as she was concerned.