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Much to his curiosity, the stranger made no move to back off. Instead, he fixed her with a cool stare as she moved towards his place on the rocks. Her calm presence demanded his attention, and so he complied, mirroring her steps with an approach of his own.

"Some may see ye as a threat," his voice lilted, unsure if this wolf was friend or foe. It wasn't until she settled that Nox allowed himself to relax slightly, tail stirring between his hocks. 

The light wind tousled his unkempt fur. It was atop cliffs like these, buffeted by the sea breeze and toeing the line between life and death that Nox felt most alive. He wondered if she felt it too.