Lost Creek Hollow the black hills, the colly

So they did, kind of. Her chin lifts into a nod, jotting down the information in her mental notebook. Perhaps that was why they were so close; three entities that come together as one, all equally important cogs in the machine. How convenient, she figures, having stumbled across such a bounty. 
Nah, is her answer, swiping at the tips of grass blades with the end of her tail. Or maybe she did. She didn't know yet. I just wanted to make myself acquainted. Be friendly. Maybe I'll go visit, uh, Kvarsheim? Soon, She flashes a grin, toothy and lopsided. 
But if I can ask, she turns her head away, though her gaze is still. what brought you out here? Were you, um, born here, or did you move, or...?