Stone Circle You wanna tell me what's goin' on in that freaky head of yours?

Arlette knew, of course, that Nuna was not going to reply to her. She could always try. It had never bothered her that her friend didn't verbally talk back to her. She was still her best friend even if she talked or not. The nip on the shoulder was a clear enough indicator how she was going and Arlette instantly jumped up with all fours in the air. As she landed she rushed off to then circle back around, clearly Nuna's enthusiasm was just as contagious for her as well.

Arlette was still as playful as a child. She realized that she might need to act more as an adult but Arlette disliked being as serious as her mother. She liked it better when she could play with someone. Ira had been a good example with that. The female was always very serious and even she seemed to have fun sliding down. Arlette was running like crazy getting all her energy, and frustration from waiting, out of her system. She ran over the border and then glanced over her shoulder. "Come Nuna! You should see our stones!"