Blackfeather Woods before the night is through

Jakoul let out a sound akin to a purr, or at least whatever her canine vocals could express as such. It was gentle though and done out of fondness. She would aim to slink a bit closer, tail swaying gently by her ankles. Jakoul felt at ease around the Nona, enough to display some more vulnerable emotions. There was more comfort here in these woods than she had felt elsewhere.

Ahhh. She let out in a soft whisper. Pale man come... Her voice trailed off as she gave thought to the next words she would use. No stay. She explained as she glanced from the ground to Maegi's features.