Lost Creek Hollow venus, planet of love

Aerasha grinned at the whelping, clearly amused by the fiasco. Though she didn't comment on it, but let her bicolored gaze follow the other in silence. Words would not work, so she'll simply observe and play. She found no point on speech if it is wasted away in a quiet world. Thoough, she was curious on why this stranger wouldn't speak.

She gently padded to the side of the stream to where Nunataq was, but did not follow out. Aerasha lowered her body so that she could plop her cream head right on the shore, and curiously look at the other as they groomed. Her grin became a smile, and she looked at them with a soft and carefree twist of the lips.