Jose
The fox lifted up her head to give Vhun access to her chin and neck, eyes closed. Her mouth hung open slightly, with what almost resembled a smile on her face. Under her chin was a great spot to be scratched, she decided. One eye opened slightly to glance at Vhun when the mothfolk spoke up, but it didn't seem like anything terribly important, so she closed it again. Even if it was important, she couldn't understand spoken languages anyway - Minnah couldn't teach her, after all.

*She might be spoiled because I keep spoiling her*, Minnah suggested with a silent chuckle. *I can't help it, she's too cute.* Plus, Azeria was being really helpful to her too, being a companion that Minnah could reliably be around, one who she knew wouldn't judge her. How could she not spoil her?

She couldn't help but watch as Vhun wrote on the back of her sketches - Minnah didn't mind it, of course, she just wondered how she could keep her handwriting so straight and neat. Minnah knew that if she tried writing on actual paper, her sentences would curve and end up all kinds of crooked. Another chuckle escaped her as she realized she would rather display the backsides of those sketches than the fronts. How ironic.

*Your handwriting is really nice*, she commented before actually answering the question. She could definitely imagine that Vhun might be a bit scary if she showed up in the middle of the night, especially to people who hadn't seen mothfolk before - hell, Minnah herself had been spooked by her not too long ago. It sucked, but there wasn't too much one could do about it, was there?

*How long of a travel is it?* She asked then, glancing up to see the position of the sun. If it was a long travel, it might be best to end this conversation soon-ish. Minnah didn't want to, of course, but she liked the idea of Vhun getting hurt even less. If it was necessary, then so be it.
Damon
"You are the sweetest little creature. Yes. You certainly are."

Vhun was speaking to the creature in the way that many would, her voice high and having taken on an almost sing-song quality. It was nice to know that Minnah couldn't understand what she was saying. She would definitely think her to sound foolish. That was at least one benefit of speaking a little-understood language. She could talk to animals however she pleased.

*I think that is not a bad thing. She deserves it.*

This writing was accompanied by another smiley face, clearly she was at least half joking. She didn't want this woman to think that she somehow was trying to ruin her pet. Maybe that was why she shouldn't own a pet. Any creature owned by Vhun would most certainly end up deeply spoiled. Her thought process was once more interrupted by Minnah speaking, Vhun perked up, rolling her shoulders neatly back as she once more trembled her wings happily at the complement. She answered with a card missing its right top corner.

*Thank you.*

She began to write once more at the final question. It was a slightly complex answer, given the nature of flight, and as such she had no card for an answer.

*About twenty minutes, I think. Maybe more or less, if the wind changes.*

It was strange, Vhun thought, that this woman had almost certainly never flown. She couldn't imagine not being able to do such a thing.
Jose
Azeria yipped in response to the words being spoken to her. Although she did not understand their meaning, she understood their tone, and that their intention was friendly enough. Her tail continued to move from left to right slowly, and her mouth opened widely in a yawn, all to show off that she was completely relaxed. She might even start to doze off at this point.

*She does. After what she's been through, I don't mind spoiling her a little.* Minnah was about to continue on to the next topic, then realized she would likely be asked a question about what she just wrote, so she decided to answer it already. *I found her a while ago, almost dead after being shot by a hunter. I nursed her back to health, and she's been sticking with me ever since.* It was a very abbreviated summary of the situation, but that was the gist of it. Who knew, maybe in her petting of the fox, Vhun had felt a round scar in the fox' right and left flank, from where the arrow had gone straight through her. It was mostly covered in fur, but someone who looked at her closely might be able to spot it.

Twenty minutes, that wasn't too dissimilar to Minnah's travel time. She nodded, understanding that the wind direction mattered for flight. Even if she had never flown in her life, and didn't particularly want to, she did know of the effect that wind had on walking, and Minnah could imagine it was worse when there was no ground beneath one's feet.

She didn't particularly want to ask the next question, but decided it was smart to do so anyway. *In how long will you be leaving?* Her hand hung in the air for a moment longer as if she wanted to add something else, though she decided against it, lowering the quill once more.
Damon
Vhun had slowly moved to settle the fox just below her rib cage. It was a bit lower than one would typically hold the creature, but it was typical of Vhun, given that it was the held height of her lower set of arms. It was comfortable for her, and she thought that itShe had quite the long torso anyway, so it wasn't as if the being was about to be dropped on the ground or hit by Vhun's legs if she started to walk.

*Poor thing. You are truly a good soul.*

She returned to petting the creature, having settled to pet the beast in long, soothing pets. She could tell it was tired and she hoped that the being would fall asleep. Her hands had already found the scar, and she'd elected to avoid touching them. There was a decent chance that it would cause discomfort or at the very least stress, she thought.

*Have you had her long? Or only a few weeks or months?*

The mothfolk was making small talk by now, unsure of what to say. Maybe it was time to wrap this up, she thought. She didn't want to keep Minnah for too long. There was certainly something to be said for politeness, and she had the distinct feeling that neither of them wanted to be the one to break this off.

*Soon, I think. The wind is in my favor. What about you?*

Her hand movement wasn't lost on Vhun, but she didn't speak up. There was no reason to potentially embarrass her.
Jose
As was not uncommon for her, Azeria didn't care too much about being moved, as long as Vhun continued petting her. Indeed, and with another yawn, she did start drifting to sleep, dreams of food and being pet showing up in her mind. She didn't mind the old scars being touched - as long as they weren't poked too hard, they didn't hurt at all anymore. It had been a long time ago, after all, and she'd been well taken care of.

Minnah couldn't help but smile slightly, lowering her head. Was she truly a good soul? Well, she only did the best she could, but that was good enough, was it not? *Thank you*, she wrote after a moment, once more turning her gaze towards Vhun. *Still, I consider myself lucky to have her.* There was nothing better than a companion on those lonely nights when she missed her home the most.

She paused, having to calculate the answer to that question. It had been late summer when she found Azeria, so... *A year and a half, I think? It feels like I've had her forever, though*, Minnah added with a chuckle. *She was so small back then, just the cutest.* There were a few paintings that depicted the fox back then, but most had been sold, or they were at home. Either way, Minnah unfortunately didn't have an example nearby.

It was indeed getting time to say goodbye, probably. Soon enough, it would be dark, and although Minnah could see at night, the darkness did carry additional risks along with it. *Soon as well.* She hesitated once more, however, this time, she did write it down. *Will I see you again?* It was a rare question for Minnah to ask - usually, she preferred to only meet people once, and then forget about them forever. But, she quite enjoyed conversing with Vhun, feeling like the mothfolk wouldn't end up judging her. Perhaps they could end up going more in-depth next time. She'd like that, Minnah thought absently.
Damon
Vhun had settled the creature comfortably against her by now, allowing her cloak to rest partway over the creature's back in a small effort to keep it warm. The creature seemed tired enough to not mind the fabric touching her, and Vhun thought that perhaps it would be comfortable. Some creatures were odd about being covered by fabric, and she thought that this apparently wild animal might be one of those creatures.

*She is very lucky to have you. She must feel very lucky too, as she has stayed that long.*

The mothfolk gave a friendly tutting noise to punctuate her statement. It was nice to not have to actually speak. Sounds were certainly something she could make rather easily, and given that her language wasn't understood, it meant that she could choose exactly how she wanted to punctuate her sentences. Even if it meant absolutely nothing, it could do nothing except help.

*Oh. Then I do suppose I can walk you part of the way, if you would like?*

A pause, the woman then giving another little nod. She really did want to meet this person again. She hadn't expected to meet someone that was not only in a similar boat to her in terms of communication. More than that, this woman was truly impressive in terms of artistic ability.

*Yes. I hope so.*