Alanya poked her head through the tree lining, sighing at the sight before her. She had never seen anything like it before, though she had never been much further than the town border. As she stepped forward her pokemon form fell away, leaving her standing with tiny Kelts folded in her arms. Captivated by the sounds she heard, she almost missed seeing the other gijinka in the clearing with her. Keeping her eyes trained on the singer she made her way around to where the Skitty boy sat. Kneeling down, she tapped his shoulder and smiled to show she meant no harm, not wanting to disturb the peace with her voice.