Whenever you hear a ghostly, strange growl around, you bet it's Aréir doing what she does best- being moody. It's all good-natured moodiness though, since Ari is just an old soul, despite her young body and mind. Just like your standard grandpa observing the world from their spot in the park bench, this massive ball of fluff is always keeping an eye on the youngsters alongside Moher, her lifelong friend. Even if she shares the current 'leader' position with Moher, she knows her place in the hierarchy, and will step aside when neccessary and let good ol' Moher take care of the situation.