would you follow me?

His stalker was quick to assure him that she would be able to lead them this time, maybe a bit of repayment of her debt? He might have protested that fact, but at this point he doubted her ability to say no if he asked her for anything. ”Do you have any frequent ailments?” She asked before going into a quip about someone and a squirrel. He watched her for a moment as her dark nose lowered to the ground and she tried to catch the scent.

”Healthy as a horse,” He told her as he lifted himself from the ground and walked lazily behind her. This trip wouldn’t be quite as bad, he could still see in the dim light and being behind Eris was a rather pleasant view. They were close to the same age, and Ox was old enough to appreciate the way her hips swayed or how the fur of her tail was wrapped up in the breeze. ”Occasionally I have trouble falling asleep though,” he mentioned as his garnet gaze left her thin form.

Eventually the pair of them seemed to find what Eris had described. The log was old and dead, with a plethora of lesser plants covering the ancient titan. Ox’s little companion seemed to go to work on the heather, unawares mostly of her surroundings. Oxide was not though. His rusty ears perked at the sound coming from the log, he felt his hackles raise instinctively as the scent reached him. Wolverine.

”Eris, move!” He commanded as he rushed forward. Had she not moved out of the way he would inadvertently shove her as he met head on with the tenacious creature. With bright white teeth Oxide would snap at the fierce creature, but it wouldn’t be deterred. It pushed forward, snapping its own teeth and swiping its massive claws the beast forced Oxide to retreat. The Nightingale boy’s hackles were straight up on the whole of his spine, his eyes narrowed and ears slicked back to his head as he growled deeply and tried to snake around the wolverine’s teeth and grasp its face in his teeth.