Blackfeather Woods oh timber, timbre, and the cedar shakes

"Hello..."

Her lithe, partially hunched frame halted as someone spoke through the darkness of night. Someone was here with her.

"...good to know I'm not the only one awake"

She stared back for a few moments longer than one should in a situation like this. It was tactless and undoubtedly strange. Silver eyes seemed wide before they shifted into something softer and natural, less panicked than a few heartbeats before. Her tail gave a quick wave somewhere by her ankles, it was a jump start to her eerily still form. Hello. She finally whispered back.

Nothing more, nothing less.