Firefly Glen [PHE] Carried away

From the grass appeared a girl, not much older than herself. The girl’s head titled to the side, her tail swung. It was as if they spoke without a voice, two silent souls, their bodies, their eyes, do all the speaking needed. 

Ponderosa did not retreat, she did not feel threatened, and with a swish of her tail, invited the silent girl closer. If the girl accepted, they would introduce themselves, then continue on.