Lion Head Mesa [m] and every night my mind is running around her

Her chest felt strangely fluttery and tight when Kemal promised to take care of her. No one had ever said anything like that to her before. Serein only nodded at first — but after a moment, she leaned in to bury her muzzle briefly in his ruff. Then she pulled away, tongue clicking thoughtfully as she took in his next words.

What is her name? She asked quietly, gaze drifting toward the narrow tunnel as she considered her task. Is she unhappy? The confusion, it makes them agitated sometimes. There are herbs... She trailed off, eyes still lingering on the path that would take them back to the sunlight.