[ ahsoka twists in her seat to catch eye of aerith, a small smile coming with familiarity. ]
Aerith. [ she greets and then looks to the bird, who has flown back up to a tree branch in view of both women. ] Ah, yeah, kind of. She's... a friend. Of sorts.
[ the convor makes a soft chirp, a little lighter than an owl's hoot, and gives aerith a look. ahsoka focuses on her too, catching sight of the basket. ]
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Aerith. [ she greets and then looks to the bird, who has flown back up to a tree branch in view of both women. ] Ah, yeah, kind of. She's... a friend. Of sorts.
[ the convor makes a soft chirp, a little lighter than an owl's hoot, and gives aerith a look. ahsoka focuses on her too, catching sight of the basket. ]
Gathering flowers?