Cassiopeia's View back in black

Fixed now. :)

Having nearly arrived at the top of this fine lookout point, it was his voice that made her pause. She did so with one front leg lifted, craning her supple neck enough to lock him in her vision. Her scowl faded, morphing into a slow little smirk, while she reclined, perfectly poised, on her haunches.

This one is new... And quite memorable. Painted in two polar opposites; black and white. Marked with a brilliant white facial mask, from which blood red eyes peered from more black lining. As she inhaled, slightly deeper than normal, she tried to find any trace of a scent. The distance between them made that difficult. She would have to get closer for that. As of yet, she was content, rooted to her spot. She'd gauge what sort of man this stranger was first. "Night." She drawled, her subtle smirk remaining. "Always. For we are nearly one in the same..."