Rising Sun Valley shouting the name of a foreigner's god

the approach of another is not unnoticed, and when the woman comes into view her gaze already rests there. emerald scans her, her head lifting and a chuff rolling out of her maw to announce her amiable intention. the girl is pretty - gaze lingers on the violet gaze moment, the rust-coloured mask. perhaps it is this that compels her to speak first, ears flicking as she offers a "hello."  gaze finds to bundle next, focusing on it as her head cants a fraction, conveying her curiousity easily.