Stone Circle Another Girl

Aerasha, just returning from her long journey, was refamiliarizing herself with the area. So she says, as an excuse to exclude herself out of normal pack duties. A usual occurance with the soft dame as she sashayed around the stones, glancing idly around for something interesting to come across her bicolored eyes. 

Some smelled familiar, some did not. The black figure on the stone, was familiar, but not familiar enough to know her name. She only remembered this one by the aggressive nature on her gorging a bison eye out, as Aerasha skipped right past that scene and frolicked to the other side of the herd. It was fresh in her mind, mostly because she found the game of tag with the large hoof creatures to be rather fun, but the fae forgotten that was long ago. So was her joining, technically, but now she was starting over.~

Wisping her hips on over, Aerasha held the usual lethargic and playful expression, as she strode on over. Devlishly sweet, she was, as the other was tired and sore, she seemed to ignore the factors and innocently said, "heeeey," while facing the stone, "how youuu dooiiin'.~"