Fox's Glade when i'm miles and miles apart from you.

Yay! :D I'll try to keep Harlyn from attempting to murder this one :x

Harlyn was not displeased when her solitude was interrupted, but she was surprised. She turned to face him as he attracted her attention with a brow quirked in curiosity. She settled the mild anxiety that had arisen at the sight of her friendly posture and wagging tail, offering a gentle smile in response.

The man was handsome - there was no overlooking that fact. Broad, strong-shouldered and fit with gorgeous, soulful eyes. His fur looked soft as a cloud, and almost as pale with ribbons of charcoal and sable woven over him like a blanket. There was power in his visage, but also a gentility that appealed to her completely.

But he wasn't Luke.

"Good afternoon," Harlyn greeted him with a friendly wave of her own tail.