that thieving bastard

Vanta's eyes lit up, the crystalline facets sparkling with a vibrant energy as her companion spoke. Excitement was clear in every muscle of her lithe form; her tail wagging gently, her ears perked in eager attention. Her dreams were beginning to take shape, and Vanta could not be more thrilled. "That's the spirit." She beamed. "Lets see where we go."

Her body gave a happy wiggle as she made herself comfortable beside her new friend. "Let's rest now. We have a long journey ahead." She suggested, shifting to lay comfortably upon one hip. The fire at her back brought her crystalline fur to softly shimmer, a gentle, living light in the dark, a playful glint shining in her eyes. "And don't worry, I promise not to take advantage of you in your sleep, if you promise you won't take advantage of me."