It wasn't long before the lass had sensed another before she spoke. But even though she sensed the other fae; she did catch her off guard. Jumping slightly she looked up to where she saw one of the wolves she had accepted into her own pack. She wagged her tail above her back in a friendly manner.
Grey paws connected to pillars bounded over to just before Kirastasia, going into another bow trying to get her to play with her.
The white lass hoped that Kirastasia would take up the offer to play with her in the water. Milo may be an adult, but she acted as if she was a child, a playful, small child.