Move Hearts, Move Minds, Move Mountains

Shuule leaned back into Ukko's chest, gritting her teeth. She felt she had offended the rough looking male looming in front of her.

"I apologize," she said, truly meaning it. "I didn't mean to offend you. I'm new here."

The goat snorted again, crossing his jaw like he was chewing, though she didn't know if he was.

"You're not that new." His nostrils flared, taking in her scent, a spark lighting behind his rectangular pupils. "You're that fox."

Shuule nodded slowly while Ukko couldn't help but put an arm around her, clinging her to his chest as his eyes narrowed onto the goat.

"It's been a dramatic month, I haven't been able to get out much." She put her own hand on Ukko's wrist, tapping it, demanding he let go of her, which he did apprehensively.

Straightening up, Shuule patted down her dress, before putting clasping her hands in front of her.

"What do you know about me? Besides the whole, you know."