Noctisardor Bypass out of town with the cavalry

taneleer wanders without any true destination in mind. these wilds are foreign to him and he sets out with the open mindedness of an explorer into uncharted lands. he moves with unparalleled leisure: the frosts have stole into these wilds but the prey is not yet scarce and though small woodland creatures are not preferable to big game they suffice. he passes many pack scents, giving their territories a wide berth to make it to the bypass.

a low rumble catches his attention. at first, taneleer considers ignoring it but he is beast of idle curiosities and he sees no harm in taking a peek. it alters his course only slightly and he sees, first, the pale and cream female. pretty. oblivious. ghost gaze moves from her then to the dark stranger that makes his presence known to her. for a brief moment, taneleer considers lurking in the shadows to watch because idle curiosity has manifested itself into a sinister inquisitiveness ...and as a beast that enjoys theatrics he would never pass up a good show.

spontaneity, however, bids the spartan's legs to push him out of the shadow and thick underbrush he hides in, moving to cut off the girl's exit. a haughty smile tugs at the edges of the punisher's lips as she angles her body so she faces them both, looking between him and the older man; clearly spooked and doe-eyed.