Totoka River cherry soul

Her head cocked to the side at the sound of the strange word, bad mood quickly dissipating as the interaction took hold of her attention. She almost asked after the word's meaning and origin, wondering if it was just another word in the common tongue that she did not know, but he quickly corrected himself. And boy, she hadn't been prepared for that.

"You?" she repeated in surprise, her wording likely confusing to the male. It was not that she had misunderstood the stranger - she was just dumb. Luckily, it was then that Driftwood appeared, calling her name and hopefully distracting the male from her blunder. "Driftwood!" she repeated, clearly displeased with his behavior. He marched right past her, posturing as though he was boss when clearly, the boss was her. Her body language shifted to spell this out for the both of them, but Driftwood was NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO HER!!!

Which was a high offense. The highest. High enough that a random stranger was higher up in her good books than Driftwood was, at least for that moment. She moved up behind him, a blunted eyetooth knocking painfully against the back of his head as she attempted to assert herself with a firm, "No! Bad. Nice to stranger!"