Astounding! This would be something she would definitely want to document, as long as the beast did not try and rip her arm away. Timidly, hues of green are sparked with silent inquiries that she hardly could contain. The words blurt out in a rapid succession that one had to wonder if Merrill actually took a breath between words. “That is incredible! The way you sprang up into the air and just landed on him! It was almost magical. Oh, Oh! Are you a mage as well?” Because the only logical answer was not because the woman was agile, but because she used magic to accomplish that daring feat. In all honestly, Merrill had not encountered such acrobatics.
Brave enough to approach now, delicate steps are taken forward, careful not to give the Arcanine a startle, though he seemed to be relatively at calm with the mistress, one named Roxy. “I am Merrill, I don’t have a wonderful pet to introduce you to however, seems I lack a bit of excitement on my end.” A glance to the corner of her eyes and she nervously chuckles. “Never seen a creature like Ying before, is he from legend, like the griffins?” Further examination required that she circled the duo, eyes aglow in adoration. “Are there more of his kind where you are from? Oh, yes where are you from by the by? I don’t mean to pry — well, yes I do. I can’t help it.”
Her head perked up with surprise at the interesting question that spouted out from the elf’s lips. “Me a mage?” She snorted lightly which melted into a hearty laugh. “Oh gods no, me possessing the ability to use magic would be both a tragedy and a comedy. But no, I’m entirely something else. I can jump really high, that’s all there is to it.”
She gave the quirky woman a warm smile, it was rare that somebody would marvel at her abilities even when they weren’t being used to their full potential. What she executed was quite menial and rather sloppy if not. Ying obediently sat, with his bright eyes occasionally flickering around like candle flames according to what would catch his brief fancy. For the time being he was settled down.
"Merrill? Pleasure to meet you, name’s Roxanne." She leaned over, causing Ying to dip his head slightly to allow her to reach between his ears to offer a handshake. "Well, you can say that he is. Even though he has unusual traits for his species, I think he is a shishi, a guardian animal that’s part lion and part dog. He’s an interesting one at that!”
Both rider and mount cocked their heads to the side, trying to follow the elf who was now inspecting them from every angle. “Oh… there’s is more of his kind but they are quite elusive, and I’m from a country called Canada.” She continued to answer her inquiries as she tried to make sense of the woman’s ever-shifting orientation. She didn’t mind being interviewed, Roxanne was a girl with an inquisitive mind herself.