She spoke in a language wholly unfamiliar to the mutt, but as it came in response to her own foreign hello, she made the assumption that it was a similar such word. White tipped fingers ruffled her multicolored mohawk as she studied the woman — she was relatively pretty, but obviously a wolf despite her almost doggish coloring. She let her limbs stretch, reaching one arm up over her shoulders in order to allow the synovial fluid in her elbow and shoulder to release the gases that'd built up during the day.
"Likewise, ch'know?" She offered a bright smile in return to the woman's friendliness, watching as she sat and taking up a seat near her. Sure, they'd only just seen each other, but it was a good chance to brighten her horizons — she owed it to Mars to try and assimilate. "'m Krsytalle. Horzana. From Crimson Dreams, over there," she explained, pointed back in the direction she'd originally come from.
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