Sunset Valley What the night brings.

A flick of an ear towards in an inquiring voice, and Nanou's attention becomes set on a woman of cloud white and pebbled silver, the antithesis of her own shroudings, standing beneath the glow of the moon and casting a tall shadow across the snowy earth, one that ended where her own ink-slicked steps began.

A slight smirk is drawn to the corners of her face, if only out of relief to finally be met with another woman for company, for once. Hello She calls back, her voice low and smooth and tinged with a quiver of almost.. excitement. She wished to give the same impression, one of peaceful nature.

Muscles shift beneath a curtain of dark fur as she drifts closer, stopping at what she deemed a respectable distance... plenty of space. She sat back onto squared haunches like the simple act of sitting was something practiced and drilled.

The scent of sickness is easy to taste in the air as the girl draws near, and Nanou cocks her head to the side with thoughtfully. Are you well?