Sleepy Fox Hollow Like a dream I can reach but not quite hold.

Nyx acknowledged the announcement of the General's presence with a curious cant of a mahogany lobe, before easing her stride to allow him the opportunity to catch up to her. She turned her head smoothly to look over her scrawny shouldersand welcomed him to her flank with a friendly sway of her tail.

She failed to reach out to him despite a desire to assure him that their previous encounter did not rouse any awkwardness on her part, choosing instead to let him be the one who would take charge. "Hey," she said softly, yellow eyes lingering with quiet concern on Mahler's dark features before returning to her sniffing of a particularly interesting scent; a vixen had passed through recently. "Looking for me?"