Deepwood Weald are you still there inside my chest?

Tulugak cried a caw of annoyance but Nyx was quick to shush him, which he didn't like very much. Nocturnal was accustomed to the darkness, having been born from it, but spotting the blueish tinted hue of his pelt proved somewhat difficult at first. It seemed most Meloniis were night creatures, but Nyx had another way of camouflage; her pelt speckled with stars.

Good, I would hate to have a problem. She answered, not caring much about the tone he had used to address the queen. What brought you here? She said, moving closer to perhaps get a glimpse of whom she was actually talking to.