She approached the smaller woman, and smelt something that she had never smelt before on another. It was nothing that she could identify, so she shrugged the scent off, and she had looked at the activity that the woman was partaking in. Valkyrie also had never seen anyone doing what the woman was doing. It was strange and foreign to the de le Poer, and she immediately grew curious. She was a curious being at heart, so it was not like she could help herself really. She would ask questions to the woman about her things once the woman would answer her about her name, whom she was. The word came accented off of the woman's tongue when it was spoken, and it took Valkyrie a moment to comprehend the accent and it's word. Valkyrie looked at the beautiful woman and her hair, taking in the sight of the accented woman, and committing it to memory so that she would not forget such a beautiful face. She truly was a sight to behold, her bi-colored hair and her peppered appearance. Valkyrie would be jealous if she was not so beautiful herself.

Your name is'sa beaut-iful. As arr you, Miss Sa'adat. Valkyrie commented lightly before she had looked back at her horse shyly for a moment. She was not used to calling women beautiful, so it made her slightly shy about it. Her gamboge eyes moved back onto the woman and then they moved to her interesting objects that she possessed and was in front of. A smile still was on her lips as she looked at the things that she did not know the name of. What arr' those? An'uh, what arr ya' doing thur? her own accent slipped from her maw, and she held no regard for the fact that this woman would not understand most of what she was speaking about. Regardless, Valkyrie pointed at the objects to emphasize her point without really even thinking about it.

Valk had taken a seat close to the woman, but not in the way of her large contraption she set up in front of her. She tilted her inquisitive head towards the large object and wondered what exactly it was. She had never come across anything like this in her travels even though she had seen many different things pertaining to many different cultures. Valk still held a smile on her face as she watched the woman and looked at her dully hued blanket type thing she was making. Her large ears tilted towards the girl's hands and when the girl spoke again, she did not speak the same language that Valkyrie was used to. The woman cocked her head to the opposite side, her large ears giving her the look of innocence and of youth. Truth was, Valkyrie was already edging adulthood in the canid world and she soon would be considered breed-able and finally be on the market if she wasn't already there. With the way the males in Inferni acted towards her, you'd think that she was a nun or something of the sort. Valkyrie's eyes grew slightly big and she looked into the green eyes of the woman to the side of her. Uhm...I'm sorry, I din't understand ya'. she spoke, her hand going to her hair to untangle whatever pieces were tangled from her ride.

Ya' don't speak tha' same language as me, eh? she girl asked, even though this was a stupid question. It was obvious that the girl did not speak the same language as she, because she would have answered her in the common language if she did know it, wouldn't she? Or maybe she was just playing games with Valkyrie, trying to throw the woman off-guard. Valkyrie was nervous all of a sudden because she had never had to deal with someone who didn't speak the same language as she did in Inferni, and she really wanted to make friends with this girl. Valkyrie thought about it for a moment, and hoped that the girl had understood her words. Do..You..speak...any...English? she spoke slower, and she clearly pronounced her words like she often times did not do. The tone of her voice even changed to something that had not been used in some time now. He regular, Canadian voice.