Blackbeak Bluff Rogue

Between the wind and the sound of the sea crashing into the cliffs, Noir did not hear the stranger approach. When he spoke, she nearly jumped out of her skin; her hackles raised and she turned to face him. He was... younger, probably around her age, and judging by the fact he looked away, seemed... shy. Noir grinned at him, showing her teeth, and she wagged her tail after a moment. He was cute. "Hello. Sorry, you gave me a fright." Her head tilted slightly to one side. "Name's Noir. What's yours?"