Dragoncrest Cliffs ♫ & eyes & eyes & eyes & eyes

Étoille seems to figure out who is who despite the confused expression on Furi’s face. She brushes it off quickly because she’s too happy to receive it from her companion. Her foot settles back on the ground and she not-so-gracefully surges forward to bury her face into his chest, winding herself around the larger male. “I met this other girl, um… before.. before we came here and we played tug with a dead fox but it wasn’t as big as this’un,” she comments, drifting off from the thoughts of Blixen and their potential spar. Furi slinks down to the ground to grab one section of what is left from the kill and grumbles low, shaking her head so one red limb comes flying across her face.