Deepwood Weald You never knew? Good.

Nyx was indeed watching, her raven friend perched proudly upon her shoulder. The dark male seemed to move with purpose and so she was waiting to see what it was before she made her own move. It was then that Damien turned up from behind her and made her realize this wasn't just a lone wolf disrespecting their borders ever so slightly. He didn't call for an audience, not that he needed to - they were already close.

From the mist they did appear before him, Nyx's tail just a bit lower than her lover's and her mismatched eyes fixed upon the man which, for her, was a stranger. She looked to Damien then, waiting for things to get cleared up while Tulugak kept eyeing the other man.