Blackfoot Forest evening phase

His presence was enough for the snowbird to slip an easy smile onto her lips in return for the nod. She sat down next to him, pressing her shoulder to his briefly before leaning away to look upwards. The black night was visible through the breaks in the trees, and several wide spaces were left for light to filter down to the den and the surrounding forest floor.

Look, Ivev murmured, as if loud voices would scare the heavens. Directly above them was a particularly bright star, winking occasionally from the atomospheric effect. If Ivev didn't find some subtle way to repay the male, she would do her best to depart all of her knowledge and skills to his well-being. Vector's motto had been all about survival, after all, and she would do her best to fit his expectations. Ivev felt humbled to have the Russian knight in her presence after the years of her strange drifting in and out of packs.