Nox had escaped the confines of Glorall if only for a few days. She loved the closeness to the ocean that the territory brought her too much to vanish from the lands forever. With little remorse she leaves, the emptiness in her womb is what drags her from her home. With the season coming to a close she stalks the lands on a mission: find a suitable male. She had not quite realized the time crunch she was in and was not one to let a breeding season go to waste. So she picks her way through the Grotto, moving gracefully over the unstable ground. Her long nimble limbs carry her chest heavy body straight into the Crags where she almost immediately smells the robust scent of a male. Though his trail had gone mostly cold she sticks her nose to the ground and begins to track him down.

As she follows his path she notes the distinct odor of wolf blood that taints his scent. The coppery smell is one that makes her mouth water and her hackles rise; the ochre dyed female cannot help but add some speed to her pace in anticipation of what she will find at the end of the trail she follows.

When at last she reaches him she is able to view him from the perch of a boulder that settles above the tricolored brute. A sensual half smile graces her lips as green orbs move over the body of the monstrous male. She is pleased with what she sees and lets a yip slip through her lips to alert him of her presence before hopping down from her roost. Nox notes the red tinged stains that blossom on his legs that he had yet to wipe clean with his tongue, the only remnants of his previous victim. She is slightly disgruntled that there is no meat to be shared, but she is more focused on the real objective.

She slinks closer to him, her tail more lowered than raised and her ears perked forward. Golden flecked eyes remain alert, this hefty male is the biggest she’s seen and she is tentative for the first time in her life. But the seductress cannot restrain herself for long and she finds herself beside him, mixing her long winter coat in with his. She is too concerned with herself and is oblivious to the reaction he may have to such an approach.