below decks

Lurid found herself coming to love the cave-like belly of this metal beast, obsessed with finding every detail of the ship from stern to bow. The way the breeze flew through draft holes and doors made it possible to scent when someone was encroaching on what would be her territory one day, and the older wolf was ready when the male came into her room. The monster lay in the darkness, blending into covers and furs that made up the beds that surrounded her, staying silent and watching him as he peered through her window. Her brows furrowed with intense focus as her holographic lavender eyes peered through the dark, scarred visage even more beautiful with the focus in her gaze. "You know you aren't alone in this storm, correct?" Her dual-toned vocals echoed in the small space, and she waited to see if he would react.