[ They aren't. Rose has had her own woodland stints, honestly, so she can't say anything to someone that might prefer it over the city. While she's grown accustomed to concrete jungles, she understands not everyone feels the same way.

And it seems to suit this guy, in a way. She takes note of the shape of his ears, the blue in his hair. The butterfly motif. He looks to be in his element. Her dogs approve of him, too, so he's got to be alright. They're learning not to crowd (people don't seem to like that) but the Husky triplets especially still need to work on it. All three try to get their noses on him at once, nudging each other competitively for his attention. ]

It's alright! Actually quieter here than the place I was before. [ Eudio had been a city proper and before even that a lot of big cities were the ones to host concerts, so. ] Nothing beats a good nature run though. And these guys always have me getting out and away from the hustle and bustle of the city anyway.