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Her hopes are quickly realized as the stranger responds, and she finds herself too captivated by the idea of collecting more information about Zazikel's recent antics to mind how sudden and random it all seems. I can't imagine how all of this is affecting the coast. What is it like there? Her heart twists a little to imagine the possible destruction, mind still lingering on Minrathous and its golden shores. She glances briefly toward the mountains looming behind the woman before she speaks again, assuming the "our side of the valley" she'd mentioned is somewhere beyond. The earth has been shaking everywhere, it seems. I was far east of here when it started, past the mountain range there. She gestures briefly with her muzzle before glancing back to the woman with one last addition: Prey has been scarce as well.