Aria woke up slightly feeling the touch of soft fur on her body, not knowing if it was a dream or not, if Blink was beside her or someone else. She found herself lying on her bare back, wacthing the flames of a small fire which kept the room warm. She didn’t recognise the furniture or the surroundings, surely this was not the chieftan’s tent.<br/><br/>“You must be the priestess…” she said spoting the canine figure who was moving gracefully in her own home. “I hope…thank you for…allowing me to sleep.” Aria continued not being sure what to tell the one who held some power over her future in Antropomorphia. If the priestess decided that Aria was not one of the Creators, who knew what will happen next.<br/>“It wasn’t on purpose..I tend to fall asleep instantly when I don’t get enough rest..and this…oh boy, this was one hell of a day!”<br/><br/>Aria raised herself to sit straight, gazing rudely at the priestess. Her graceful figure was beautiful to look at, almost enticing for Aria who couldn’t stand to see pets, nor the sight of wild animals. Still, Muriel seemed to be friendly and kind albeit the fact that she was as curious about the human before her as the others were before.<br/>“I..I am Aria!” she said eagerly and smilling although she was trembling from the cold. The blonde girl noticed the yellow cloth hanging around the priestess’ waist and an idea came quickly into mind.<br/><br/>“So some of you do wear clothes!” she said excited. “Can I have one as well? Or something even bigger to cover myself with…I can’t pay you just yet…but I can work for it!”<br/>Aria was trying to be grateful for not sleeping on the ground this night. “What can I help you with?” she asked as she jumped out of the matress to see what Muriel was doing, but ended up stumbling and bumping lightly against the beautiful creature before her.<br/>