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Aerasha wasn't entirely a narcissist, but she enjoyed knowing that she was pretty, and that others agreed with the statement. A bit of an ego, some can say, but not too flaunting about it. Despite a rather lazy nature, she would occasonally groom her pelt, especially the long wisp of a tail that lagged behind. It was easy for debris to drag along, but at times she doesn't bother.~ The creamed lady was usually presentable enough though.

"Youuuuuu," her voice drew out in a pause, before head tilted, "cute, buuuttt, more interesting?" Aerasha ended it in a questioning-tone, almost as if she wasn't sure herself. Her eyes wandered behind, as her head curiously twisted to look at the oddity mounted behind. She has seen deformities, and tails unlike most wolves, but one in a twirl was quite different. Her eyes sparkled a bit in interest, as she truly was curious.