Meadowlark Prairie To Eat In Good Company

Her first reaction was a bit of surprise, not because she did not trust Atka. Trying to smooth over the bubbles that seemed to start in her stomach and trap themselves in her throat she managed out an attempt at a smooth and sultry tone that just missed the mark into a teasing whisper. "mmmm might be dangerous." Heph shifted here weight onto her elbows letting small hops in her hindquarters carry her the short distance over to Atka. Leaning over just slightly, maw just a bit bloody "but somehow I find myself trusting you as well." she punctuated her softly spoken words, audible only by proximity and intent, by swiping her tongue over the bloodied portions of Atka's coat, visible for the crimson on alabaster.

Heph's smile lacked the edge of humor that usually found its way into the curve of her mouth. "I'm glad." The hunt and the travel had eaten up more of the day than she had anticipated but the sun was still in the sky and the night had never scared her, pleasant even with company.