Blackfoot Forest In a World of Shattered Skies

Ahead of her, tucked away in the midst of the rocks and hidden by dense foliage, was the entrance to the cave. She was as of yet unaware it even existed. Blind to the mysterious world, just out of her reach. A dark ear was cocked to the left, in anticipation of the appearance of her stranger in the night.

The glimmer of his red eyes betrayed him first when he came. Her silver one's locked with them, reminded of her now deceased Warlord. No...no! He had never been her Warlord. Nor would Hela be, or any others that came after. Tzila followed her own path, all too happy to string them along. This single act tonight, of her extended absence, was testament to her defiance. That she could not - would not be chained.

He was a perfect match, as black as the night itself, unbroken by splashes of color like she was. His physique...his features, were peculiar. Long legged and lithe in build. Unusually large, pointed ears. Though capable of friendship, Tzila was anything but harmless. Her tongue swept out to moisten her lips in a flash of pink, ears then cupping forward. "Good evening. Out doing a little exploring, are we?"