Shizuma wrapped an arm around the lopunny's waist, and held the other to Maura's paw. Simply pressing it against her paw and hoping that the lopunny would take a hold of it was the very best that she could do, seeing as she had no fingers.
The kricketune continued their song. Some passing sunflora joined in, adding vocals with their grasswhistle. And in time with the song, Shizuma began to lead the dance, her dress-like appendages fluttering in time to the steps of her partner. Ah, this was perfect.
As much as she would have liked to gaze down at her lopunny partner's graceful legs, Shizuma kept her gaze fixed on Maura's face.
"It's so beautiful, out here, isn't it?" The gardevoir said simply, to get the conversational ball rolling.