Cerulean Cape O sea that beats when wild hearts beat no more

Niita moved back, smiling her welcome at him. It wasn't a big deal for her, she had just cleaned his wound. It was what she would have done to anyone. Niita turned to return to Steady's side, ears tilted back to listen as Phocion spoke, but she halted midstep at the utterly furious look on his face.

Wary, Niita instead stood off to the side of the pair and waited until Phocion had finished speaking before voicing her opinion. "Sounds like a great idea, let's go!"

Niita nearly stopped again when Phocion winked at her. Her ears half flattened, unsure once more if he was flirting or if he did that with everyone. Shaking it off, the pale waif made her way for one of the seagulls with high hopes of catching it.