Sleepy Fox Hollow Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist

Takiyok agreed, though her reaction seemed stiff to him. The sky had grown quite dark. The air had cooled considerably. The she-wolf let out a lengthy sigh. Despite himself, he a yawn threaten in response. He stretched himself and heard a distinct pop in one of his vertebrae.
Taikon nodded slowly. Fair. I suppose you can't escape them forever, he smiled sideways, clearly joking. They had been talking for a surprisingly long time. These sort of interactions were rare for him, but she made it very easy. She had been incredibly open with him in a way that he suspected she often wasn't with strangers. He felt very comfortable with her. She had earned trust with a simple conversation.
He yawned once more. He had nowhere to be, unlike her, but he supposed that the night was as good a time as any to attempt a hunt. Hopefully I'll see you again, Taikon said in earnest. They were nothing alike, yet they looked and spoke together as though siblings. With that, they parted ways. He melted away into the night, and she moved toward her mountain.
It was an encounter he was unlikely to forget soon.