Sounds like a good time to me

The woman’s musings continued as she padded a few more steps, gaze trailing the walls and across all the stone at her paws. Memento’s tail flicked thoughtfully back and forth, ears twitching as the occasional loose pebble went shimmying down towards the bottom of the canyon where she was. It wasn’t long before enough time passed that more than just a pebble was moving down into the canyon. Pale-blue gaze shifted up to see a femme making her way down the incline herself, and with a little companion of her own. Oof, good thing Jacques wasn’t here. He was rather fond of targeting smaller critters.

Memento Mori smiled a little. They didn’t look like they were threatening as they came down. Truthfully, they appeared to be a little uncertain, perhaps not used to the company in a place such as this. Meme let a grin cross her lips as she watched the stranger. “Careful now! It’s quite the slope!” She meant well though. Perhaps a little extra company today would do her some good.