Fox's Glade oh guard the pounding sound

satisfied with her brief appraisal of the female (and unwilling to be caught staring) indra averted her gaze briefly, resting it ambiguously on the russet edges of the female's lustrous pelt. they were both kissed by fire, though the flame that seized them was slightly different. indra had met only a few like her before, and this one captured her interest in a way she was reluctant to expound upon.

she met the monotone softness of the woman's voice with a flick of her ears, her muzzle parting in a slight smile that lacked assurance or warmth. "hello." she returned, her brow knotted as she looked at the bleak expanse around them. "it looked like you were looking for something." she offered, having caught wind of the distress that fretted the woman's bright features.