At some point in the day, Ashley will speed around to where Vanille stands outside, grazing her herd. They've been pretty good so far, barely startled by anything, even things she would have expected them to be startled by. So when Ashley breezes by them, Vanille lets out a soft squeal of surprise, lifting her hands in the air as though doing that will keep her from getting knocked over. The llamas seem less interested in whatever is going on.

"Hey!" Vanille squeaks, breaking into a giggle. "What are you doing? How are you going so fast?"