Lake Rodney 〔❁〕Odoru hoshi

Izumi could tell that something wasn't quite right. 

It was like a feeling that twisted at her gut -- as if there was a presence nearby that she hadn't quite seen yet. It made the dampened fur near her rump rise ever so slowly in fear, and the ink welled ears that sat atop her crown swivel in still. Then she heard it; grass crunching beneath paws, though these steps sounded much heavier -- someone was definitely approaching.

The sloshing of water came to a stop as Izumi's movements did the same, and in one sharp movement, her dark muzzle snapped in the direction of the noise -- the scent -- and the presence. A moon's reflection could only reveal so much; a red mask, and the gleam of honey-glazed eyes staring back at her. The fact that they had attempted to approach her flank without a word was alarming enough, so as soon as they'd made eye contact there was no choice but to confront them.

"You....may I help you?"

Who are you?