[Loona watches a couple cattle approach and tch, does she really hate being wrong. Patience isn't really her thing but, it's clear her thing is just driving the cows further away from her.]
... Fine. I guess we just wait for them to come to us? Or come to you.
[She sits, but doesn't move further than that. She has a feeling that they'll scatter again if she moves too quickly.]
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... Fine. I guess we just wait for them to come to us? Or come to you.
[She sits, but doesn't move further than that. She has a feeling that they'll scatter again if she moves too quickly.]