I find that my fur stands on edge at her words as they come to me. I do not understand why she says such things, and I cannot tell if she is joking or not. What would be funny, and why would she hurt me over it? I only give way to a nod at her words, watching intently as she walks past me. I swear that I could not move if I wanted to. She was a very commanding woman, and I swear that I could feel her brush past me, and yet, it was only the slight wind of her own movements that touched me. I turned my head, allowing a slight grin to touch my blackened lips. I am still...pleased that she decided to come to Glorall, but why I am I so pleased? I shook out of it, pivoting my black limbs so I turn, loping forward until I am slightly past her. I do not dare get too close, and I am given to sudden reply to her words, my mouth seemingly uncontrollable at this point.

"I would never do anything that would...hurt you," I say, my words fading to a whisper. Initially, I looked at her with my lavender and blue eyes, genuine in my expression, but I cannot help but feel silly for saying such things at first meeting. I find that my eyes deflect to where we travel. I cannot explain how tense I feel and yet so...at home, so comfortable. I almost feel like the tension is due to her energy, something I must respect, like the distance she commands. I simply cannot even consider stepping closer to her without her giving me permission. Thus, I keep a good distance between us as I take each step carefully towards Glorall. We are not far from my homeland. Just through some trees, a small woodland, before the scent of my father becomes strong. I take a look at Aithne again, a calmness coming over me and my typical chilled persona emitting from my very being. What can I say- Glorall is my home.

"This is it, my home, Glorall, its leader is my father, Tesseract. Let us, go to the beach, the most beautiful of all Moladion, if I say so myself," I say as I take a deep breath of air being touched with a heaviness of salt. It is slight here, but I know the smell of my home anywhere. My tail gives way to a gentle wag, a smile permeating my features as I then pace myself towards the beach. I do not wish to be too fast or too slow, and one ear is always directed towards her, to know what distance to keep between us.

It is not far, and I see the white of the beach gleaming with the touch of crystal blue waters. My smile grows warmly as my paws begin to feel the touch of sand upon them. I remember so clearly snuggled up next to my sister as we watched the sunset, and all the other times with my family that we existed on the beach. My family was once quite close, but now? Now was very different, and perhaps I missed that closeness I used to have with them, as they all traveled wide and far away from here. I have always been about physical closeness as an expression of friendship, never afraid to show my kindness through touch, or my desire to protect by taking hits for others. And yet I find it so odd, that as much as I want to be closer to the female with me, that something command that I do not even try. I can only wonder, why that may be.

The sound of the waves is a constant touch of sound, the scream of gulls in the distance accompanying it as always. I am happy here, at home with the life by the sea, but I wonder what she though, my head turning back to her examining her features for how she may feel. "Have you ever been to a place like this before?" I asked, tilting my head slightly out of curiosity.