Fairspell Meadow bleak midwinter

"Hm?"
Swiftly, her frame fell into a disciplined sit.

"Ahh," her ears sat atop of her head, stiff and alert with her tail swaying side to side. "You are looking." He had a grin plastered on his features, one that she took careful examination to and interest with a traded one of her own.

"Yes, sir! I serve Akashingo. We are in the midst of expansion, within the dunes. I've traveled from.." pause, pause, pause, "not far." Within her strumming tail, she chose to touch upon it too. "Perhaps that fancies you?"