The badger faced fem is gracing the fields with her presence when the sensation of being watched suddenly washes over her. But when her golden flecked eyes study the surrounding area, nothing is revealed, leaving her with a playful grin on her lips. But instead of investigating further, she simply treks further into the common lands, the fur on her back slightly bristling. The day passes on, the sun still high within the sky when her stalker finally makes his appearance. She sits as he edges closer to her and she begins to study him with emerald orbs. Her eyes are first drawn to his size and physique. She can immediately tell she is outweighed. While her body only enhanced her speed and stamina, he was designed with a frame made for equal parts endurance and strength. His scent fills her airways, the odor of the salty ocean breeze that covers him is one brings pleasure to the fem and her eyes dance with excitement at the arrival of her new, attractive guest.

He has begun circling her when his voice breaks the silence. An abrupt giggle slips through her lips at his remark, but she lets him continue before her honeyed voice responds. ”Perhaps it is you who should be so lucky to have found me.” She leaves off with a light laugh and a glimmer of humor in her golden flecks. She had been sitting idly as the male rounded her, but now she moves towards him, her tail swaying slowly behind her. Nox is one known not to diddle daddle, so she walks to him, pressing her pelt against his neck and chest as she passes beneath so she can get his scent on her. And then the two start off towards Glorall, the pleasant weather allowing the two to traverse without break. Nox finds herself blissfully aware of the ocean breeze that fills the air. She turns her head towards the male now and her silvery voice once more fills the air while a playful smile touches her lips, ”So, what do I call my captor?”