Sleepy Fox Hollow [ tm ] the girl with the face that launched a thousand ships

Had she known that Blodreina was jealous of her (lol wut?) for knowing her lover in a past life, Nyx would've boasted her best Cheshire cat grin. While not naturally a cruel creature, she was naturally selfish - it brought great satisfaction to have something that others might yearn for. But alas, the tawny Ostrega was no mind reader - she carried on behind her companion, sure to follow in her pawsteps to save herself pushing through rough foliage to forge a path.

"Yes," she said, but that thread has barely started and Rebel doesnt know how it'll pan out so let's assume Nyx fills Blodreina in on some of the deets. "We built Grimnismal together, and made a pretty good team." She missed those carefree days, just she and her two beach boys frolicking in the sand without having to give a rat's ass about anyone or anything else.

The teal-eyed wolfess explained how deeply she cared for that loveable rogue, and Nyx quietly considered how the Ingram she knew would have scrunched his nose in distaste at such a proclamation. But they were different wolves now, she recognised, and he definitely appeared to have grown up a lot more than she did - despite being a year his senior. Nyx didn't say anything in response to Blodreina's admission of love, instead padding along at her heels in an awkward silence.

Glad for a change of subject (even though she'd started the previous conversation), a raven-tipped lobe sprung forward and both females turned focus to the task at hand. "Sounds good to me," she lifted her muzzle, resting the air. "No competition nearby?"