Having already forgotten about the incident, the young woman intently listened to the man as he started the conversation. It was an unexpected question, having spent so long away from the presence of others that she had almost lost her eloquent speaking communication skills. After wandering alone with only her depressed thoughts to converse with, it was no wonder she had developed a sudden curiosity for the first stranger she had come across. At least she was gradually growing more comfortable around others, as this discussion provided proof of it.
"The surroundings, I guess," she shrugged casually whilst remaining modest in her nature. "I go wherever my paws take me." The freedom and will to travel anywhere she desired was a positive, if she could ever dare to consider it as such, of her new rogue life. She had no objective, other than to pass the time by watching picturesque sunrises and sunsets and keep her senses alert for her family (which she couldn't be bothered and had given up in doing so). She just existed; ate, slept and took up space. "What about you?" she inquired with an interested tilt of her head.
