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Emris watched as the bird slid toward her, her gaze shifting from its lifeless form to Nox’s nonchalant expression. She inclined her head slightly, accepting the offering without a word, but made no move to eat just yet.

Her lilac eyes flicked back to him, studying the line of his jaw, the ease with which he spoke of it. “Maybe. But too much of it keeps y' from ever really livin'.” She shrugged lightly, her thick fur shifting with the motion.

She glanced over the edge, watching the faint ripple of the sea far below.

“Y' talk like you've toed that line 'fore.” she mused, turning to let her eyes wash over the lanky man. Her tail swished with faint amusement before she finally bent to take a few bites off the caught gull, tearing uncaring at the stringy, lean meat.