can't stop the music

Misha tilted her head to the side, flicking her ears around in confusion. "Fine specimen"? She thought about the words for a bit. It was confusing, very confusing. First, when with Day- and how he had been calling her beautiful.. Which she wasn't. And now with this other male that she completely didn't know- at all. Misha was sure as hell far from pretty, much less fine. Her left ear flicked and she remembered the male standing in front of her. Bard. Bard Ciaran. Misha looked up, nodding. "Misha, the name's Misha Elaine Cae." Misha yawned and looked up at the male, still fighting the thought of how he had called her 'fine colleen.'