Wapun Meadow Shut your mouth and run me like a river

She dipped her head at the pale female's introduction. Brynn, she offered. Um, from Easthollow, she awkwardly added a second later. She sat down and looked around uncomfortably as a weird silence fell between them. She didn't really know what to say next, and she shuffled a little on her front paws, cheeks heating slightly. So, uh, What brings you out here, she finally asked, feeling like small talk was better than no talk. She looked around a little before finally resting her light yellow gaze on the female in front of her, waiting quietly for her answer.