”Wooly mammoth?” aisling had met dozens of animals and had become quite a few of them too, but she had never heard of a wooly mammoth. she stared at shiver for a few seconds, trying to assert dominance, before she reached out to pet her. “Where did you find her?”
░ ♥▐ — ❝I did not find Shiver, Shiver find me.❞
Shiver only stared at the offered hand for a tiny moment before actually extending her trunk to brush against it. She seemed to feel a more at ease, but definitely kept herself close to Abbey. Abbey gently set her down to the ground, hope- fully she’d find the courage to make her own way towards the stranger. Poor thing. Too shy to even function sometimes.
”What is that?” aisling looked over the person’s shoulder, trying to get a view of what they were holding.
░ ♥▐ — ❝It is only baby wooly mammoth. His name is Shiver.❞
Abbey held out said miniature animal, seeing just how eager the other was becoming. Shiver only stared at the stranger, blinking ever second that she could. The poor thing was completely frightened.
