
The moment someone got angry with her and started to chase her, hang her upside down, or pick her up by her tail or hind feet. It was all a game, and she continued to have a blast playing it. Every now and then, victim ulaya would scorn her. "Aren't you supposed to be good and heal others? Not rough them up." But... she didn't care. Yeah. Maybe. She would use the healing horn of hers if it became necessary, but she often grew to feel like she might more enjoy poking someone with it.
In fact, her shenanigans had gotten so out of hand, she grew to walk around with quite an expression of mischief. Her eyes were always glinting and on the lookout for where the next episode of scandalous confrontations would be found. If it got so out of hand that either were truly harmed, she'd use her horn to make them better. She wasn't looking to kill anyone or be killed. She just wanted to live in the adrenaline of the moment.
Only lately she had failed to find any good fun at all. Maybe too many had wizened to her crazy ways. Well... that was. Until she spied someone golden and fluffy. Their neck was full of fluffy fur. She'd scry more pertinent info as she grew closer, and so she crept in. When she was close enough, she sat somewhere close by. Her tail flickering as her nerves were all astir. "Ohhh... aren't you hot? Man... if my neck fur was that thick in this weather.. Dude.. I mean... of course, this is nothing. It'll get much hotter over the next few months. Any chance you'll shed that beast of neck fur?"
She sat observing and smelling. Her senses told her this was likely a male, but sometimes, you just couldn't assume these things.