Lake Rodney Heartbeat Rhythm

Even if she had been better versed with the common tongue, she would not have understood the words he spoke. Numbers even claimed the name of where he came from. She offered only a blink before he said something more recognizable. East. Her eyes wandered to look back in the direction of which she had come from. Perhaps he lived upon the other side of the mountain? Regardless, she learned he had left wherever he had come from. Separated from someone. The thought caused her lips to tug down ever so slightly.

Then the question was turned to her. She was beginning to learn that should be expected when conversing with strangers. It was always a game of back and forth.

Blackfeather Woods. Her tail offering a sway behind her, obvious fondness for the place she had named. What do? She questioned as she copied his head movement. Did he have a task now or was he simply...roaming?