Whitebark Stream You turn every head but you don't see me.

the woman's accent is heavy, similar, she realizes, to the one Aditya carried, and Bhediya too. she smiles at the woman's appraisal, attempting then, "yes— it's an good home​" she dips her muzzle at the woman's polite greeting, querying then, "do you know a woman called bhediya? or perhaps khoe, akuti?" it seems too odd a coincidence, but if she does, she might have some inkling of where she might have gone. at her submission, there comes a gentle flick of Dawn's ears; such actions are not necessary, here.