feed my soul

A Dunamis? She'd never heard of that name before and her curious slow blink said as much, it wasn't as if it was a big deal or nothing. But she certainly was intrigued by his aloof demeanour, a sort of I'm better than you, girl vibe that she picked up on quickly, even if it didn't seem as though she had. She was stewing away, brows pinching in thought, mentally scrawling away notes- because how could she not be inspired? He was so cool!

"Ah? Oh yeah," she was indeed over a year old or so. Though if you asked her exact age she'd shrug with a dunno, it wasn't like it was something she kept a track of. Maybe she ought to though. She was clearly fascinated by him, hanging off his every word as she stepped a little closer, paws splishing in the shallow water of the oasis. "Erm, dunno much 'bout plants. You hurt?"