Arayne nodded, memorizing the other's name. Any hint of aggression had dropped from her demeanor, satisfied that this was merely a loner like her, here to drink. She waited briefly for a reply from Emer, and when none were forthcoming, she plopped herself down on the pebbly shore and began licking on a healing scrape on one foreleg. The injury had been sustained in an attempt to cross the mountains and get back south before the truly cold weather set it. She had barely crossed a mile before she slipped and went up to her chin in a snowdrift, scraping her leg against a hidden rock as she did so. She'd wait for better conditions before trying again. She kept one ear trained towards Emer in the event she spoke again, but seeing as she had little to say, Arayne wouldn't press her."Speech"
