Emberwood Upon the sea and within the forest, thick as theives

Inkeri never knew where Merry was going to be, but he always came back to her. That was enough she told herself. It was more than enough. Perhaps he just couldn't settle. She had known some like that and thus far he had done better than all th eothers she had met, just by being present when he was near her.

Inkeri caught his scent and followed it and then she caught sight of him and a warmth she wasn't used to blossomed from her stomach into her chest. She smiled fondly at him and said nothing, content to just watch him for a time. Though she was mindful to sit and curl her tail about her haunches to cover up some of her scent. She didn't wish to make him uncomfortable after all.