A silver moon is perched high within the heavens on this warm summer night, the galaxy's magnificent stars scattered across the sky in a brilliant formation of light. It is hard for the carmine beauty to keep her eyes off of the sky's captivating shimmer, and if it was not for her wolverine companion making so much noise, she might have enjoyed herself. A low growl hums within her throat as her volcanic glare turns away from the sky and toward Marco, who is chomping away on the remains of a succulent peach. She instantly silences him, and after a few moments of silence pass, her gaze returns upward. Lazily she perches her dark paws on her chest, her tail flicking halfheartedly within the grass as she closes her eyes and begins to fade away into the darkness...... *crack* Instantly her eyes flutter wide open, a single ear swiveling toward the direction this mysterious noise radiated from. The duo remains silent as they wait for the noise to interrupt their silence again. When it does, she is quick to roll off her back and onto her belly. "Someone is here..." She whispers very quietly to Marco to ensure he is the only one who can hear her words. Laying on her belly she slinks down into the semi tall grass, an attempt at concealing her red form as best as she can. Then she waits, both ears perked forward, her unwavering stare locked on the direction the sound was coming from. Whatever it was would be here very soon. Speech

The night brought her out once more, the moon's light coaxing her into the darkness. She'd easily slept most of the previous day, and now that the coolness of the night surrounded her Faria found herself making her way back to the orchard. It was nice here, even with out Mithras or Caia. She might even be lucky enough to come across the last she wolf she'd met here. Her movement was silent, the slight girl had no difficulties making no noise. She was quite relaxed with an easy lope under her feet when she jumped at the sound of a branch cracking. The galactic colored she wolf would freeze her her bright gaze sought out the creator of the noise. Slowly she would sink down, waiting for more movement to decide if she should run or not. For a moment that felt like eternity Ria stood still just waiting to see what had made the noise when the sudden movement almost sent her back. From seemingly out of nowhere a dark hoofed animal would fly past the brilliant girl. Her breath caught in her throat as the beast flew by, her own form spinning to follow it's movement. It would fly through a clearing before disappearing on the other side of the thick forest. The sight of the moon's rays playing in the taller grass would draw her forward after the spooked beast. She had no intention of following the creature, but she could hardly deny the urge to dance in the lunar light. The girl's celestial form would emerge from the shadows, a doe-like innocence obvious in her form. Her brilliant banner flicked behind her before dark paws performed intricate steps upon the vegetation. A playful smile tugged at the corners of her lips as the child let loose and enjoyed this place she'd found. ""

Silence accompanies the duo for a few more seconds, and for a moment the carmine nymph starts to think she is just hearing things. But when a large dark figure erupts from the treeline and barrels straight toward her, she is quick to react. Swiftly she rolls toward her right, the beasts sharp hooves missing her delicate form by a few mere inches. Adrenaline courses through her veins as she jumps to her feet, her body turning in sync with the animals so she can watch it vanish into the orchard. A heavy sigh of relief slips form her clenched lips, her volcanic orbs flicking toward Marco who is staring toward his left in awe.  "What in the hell is he looking at!?" She angrily thinks to herself, her head swinging toward the direction he was staring in. It is then that her bottom jaw drops in awe. Before her, only a few yards away, is a figure. A BEAUTIFUL figure to say the least, and immediately the temptresses attention is ensnared. She drops her tail over her rump in an attempt to mask her radiating heat, and daringly takes a few steps forward to get a better look at whatever this was. Only her head emerges from the shadows, the rest of her body being hidden by the nights darkness. Before her is a celestial like figure who resembles that of a canine- only this canine was blue, and appeared to be painted with stars. She says no words, she only stares as she watches this small wolf dance in the moons rays. Surly the wolf will notice her any second, her fiery red pelt was really hard to miss, especially when standing only a few feet away. Marco stays a few feet behind his mistress, the ebony escort waiting for any commands she may give him. "Speech"

Faria would be well into her celestial dance before the interruption of another being saught her attention. With her delicate toes hardly touching the forest floor the siren's flowing movement brought bright eyes upon her vibrant stalker. With out missing a beat her form would twist to face this stunned beauty, the girl in full hopes of earning compliments. This ethereal limbs carried the night goddess more near as her good natured smile played easily on her moon kissed features. Her star littered banner rippled behind her just as eagerly as her dark ears became attuned to the other's presence. Focus would shift flawlessly from her dance to curiosity of this stranger. Fear would never touch her innocent features, but she would halt a polite distance from her watcher. "Hello," The pixie greeted with her heavily accented tones, her soft voice would likely never lose the tinge of home that still lingered there. ""

It does not take long for the beautiful woman to turn her attention on the carmine beauty, and as she stops a comfortable distance away, Fiamette can't help but keep here eyes locked on her pelt. She has never seen a pattern like this before in Alacritis, which immediately indicates that this woman was not from around here. Maybe she had come here looking for a new start, or maybe she had been running from something. Surly she would find out soon if she asked the right questions. "Hello, gorgeous." She offers lightly, and before she can stop herself, her limbs begin to carry her toward the stranger. Something inside her ins't truly convinced that this wolf is real, and if she could get close enough to touch the stranger, she could confirm if this was a trick or reality. She aims to stop and stand only inches away from the woman, her neck extending forward as she sniffs heavily in her direction. She smells real... but that didn't mean anything. "Excuse my curiosity... But I am having a hard time believing that you are real." She admits, her lips quirking into the beginning stages of a devilish smirk. Usually her expressions were impassive and detached, but there was something about this girl she could not resist. Especially while she was in heat. "Speech"

Faria would visibly brighten as the rosy she wolf offered her a greeting and a compliment in one. Her pleasure obvious in the way her galactic tail shifts behind her. Faria can not resist the warm feeling that welled up in her chest when presented with the awe of those around her. Her pleasing words would only encourage confidence in the celestial beauty and so the girl would not move as this red woman drew more near for a better look. Faria's lithe frame would remain still, her posture relaxed but obviously enjoying every moment of being admired. She couldn't help but snort at the woman's comment however. "I assure you. I am very much real." she was amused, and the little giggle that followed would make that more obvious. She would take a dark blue paw and try to touch the other she wolf's chest. "See?" Her smile would grow as her tail lifted and wagged more obviously behind her. ""