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The woman had a thick accent, that much could be heard when she spoke, and Luna would tilt her head to the side in curiosity when the dame's exotic voice reached her ears. It could be assumed that they weren't from these parts (similarly to herself, but without the existence of an alternate language) and Lunaria was curious as to where. It was like nothing she'd ever heard before.

She took a moment to rub her dry eyes and blink voluntarily, the cool winter breeze making her already dreary vision watery. She couldn't help but smile at the woman's statements about blending in, "There is no need to worry then--", and canted her head to the side with a raised brow while speaking, albeit in her usual playful manner, "If you think you stick out like a sore paw, then I might well be an entire limb." She remarked with a sniker, turning sideways to emphasize the color of her pelt to the other. It was quite difficult achieving some form of invisibility when hunting, that was for sure. Ecspecially given the seasonal weather...