1,2,3 GO

Ah, so mango was the name of the fruit she was savoring. Interesting, she would have to put that in the back of her mind to remember for the next time she ate one. The woman licked her lips, attempting to get all the sweet juices off of her mouth and sat on her butt. She would regret sitting in the sand in such a way later on, but for now it gave her a better view of the large man. What was Avalon? And he wasn't a gardener? She figured gardening was no easy feat, being responsible for something else to be alive was most difficult.

"What is Avalon?" She asked, curiosity tinged throughout the question. That's all her mind could focus on at the moment. Was it a pack? But this creature wasn't a wolf so it couldn't be a pack per say. Maybe it was a herd! Deer lived in herds so why would whatever he was not do it either. She felt confident that that was what the answer was and smiled at herself, not realizing she was smiling on the outside as well.

When he asked what brought her to the island Polaris frowned for just a moment. It had seemed like a nice private place but every time she was here, someone ended up coming to see her. "Well, I thought its location would mean it was relatively private but every time I'm doing something I find myself running into other creatures here. You're the third person I've meet here." She told the brute. She wished she would be able to get some time to herself here, but alas it seemed she was meant to see people instead.

"She Speaks"