A small figure moved through the night in a slow way,like if no rush was on her life.She didnt have any intentions for rushing stuff,she wanted to take her time.And there the small female walked without a set direction but keeping an eye open for any dangers that could come her way.She maw was a bit blunt due to her captivity for many seasons since a pup age,but she still wasnt going to make it easy to sneak on her. Hours passed and the bright moon crowned the dark skies with its light kissing the bi-colored female frame of Night. And after a few more miles she stopped by a Clift that led to the ocean, she looked down and she could see how tall the structure was,and there she took a few steps back and would take a seat,to contemplate the view. 'What now?..' She thought as she looked around.Maybe seeking for a shelter could be wise and even more this late in night. A soft sigh scaped her lips as she mentally discussed her next actions,her next moves.Her face was neutral,a mask bidding the broken insides she held,she could easily be seen an strong wolf from the outside,but should one manage to melt the mask a female full of traumas and fears would come to life. "Speech"

Location: Moontouched Cliffs It was much easier to escape the witch in the night and be back before the morning before she noticed he was ever gone. He headed east from their temporary dens without a destination. Just around and back with little haste because if she were to catch him, there wouldn't be much other than a banter. But he didn't want to hear her unimportant arguing. His nose came close to his paws in between the scarce colorful wildflowers blooming in the early spring. But he found no interest in the flowers and overlooked them easily. What he noticed was the scent of a dame nearby. He would follow after the scent, his paws crushing over top of the wildflowers with no care to preserve them in his path. It wouldn't be long before he spotted, not easily, the outline of a darker figure before him in the moonlight. A crooked look at first before he saw her lighter half frame close to buried into the dark ground surface. Heavy paws would approach from behind, his deep voice almost a whisper in the night. "Don't suppose you thought of jumping." A sarcastic smirk behind his words, though he wouldn't stop her if she went to go overboard. Walk "Talk" Think

The silence was comforting in a way as it allowed her to get her thoughts coming and going in a smooth way.And the moon in the dark heavens became her only companion though she really didnt mind being alone. Sometimes she felt more comfortable being on her own than around others.It was indeed a weird behavior seen in a wolf,known as pack animal,one to be around others of their kind.But Night didnt fall between the rule,she was alone all the time and never seemed to be wanting that to change at some point,she had enough of others and if she could she would stay away in her remaining years. But as she heard paw steps behind her she felt a chilling sensation crawling down her spine but with her expression still neutral she turned and a large male approached."No," She simply said responding to his assumption.She may had an awful start but she didnt see a solution in taking her own life. Unsure about what to say she just watched him but not to his eyes just to avoid conflicts in the case the stranger wasnt friendly.Though there was now way she could know. "Speech"

His eyes squinted in focus at her in the moonlight, when she would simply reply with "No", he couldn't help but set out a low chuckle. He would approach her closely now, his size compared to hers made him felt even more empowering then beside his mother. He would stand above her sitting body, midnight optics tracing the outline of her dark face but not necessarily looking for her glowing eyes. There could have been a tension between the two strangers as his heat radiated off of him. It would be a moment before he even moved a muscle. His rump finally slowly hitting the ground, "Relax little night flower." His eyes left her form to look out at the tiny stars in the horizon. A small smirk on his maw for no real reason at all other than feeling superior over the tiny woman. "I don't come across many in the dead of moonlight." Kefka rarely ever met other wolves, and usually he was in the presence of his mother. And though he seemed like a scary and demeaning wolf, when he was beside his mother he felt the need to behave. Even if his stance was relaxed and appeared to be defying. Through Kefka's mind he was an evil and non merciful spirit, but his mother's cruel ways of raising him led him not into fear, but maybe even a wonder of what he would do to her if he resisted. Walk "Talk" Think

The situation became uncomfortable for the small wolf as she wasnt happy with the sudden approach of the male,and as he approached ven more, almost standing above her.She folded her ears but her expression stood neutral even though her heart pounded hard and fast, racing like if her life was in danger.An inner voice called her to run,but she just couldn't move a muscle and thus she just sat there allowing the larger wolf to move as he pleased. "Relax little night flower." She didnt say anything as she barely could even think about what to say,her words seemed to be stuck in her throat. "I don't come across many in the dead of moonlight." "Neither I..." Se answered in a low voice, mentally wishing she could escape but again her body didnt respond to her wishes. "Speech"

He could almost feel the rise in her chest and he couldn't help but feel exhilarated by it. He would just watch as her hard exterior was trying to stay strong through her squirming insides. He was pretty impressed how well she could withstand it. He'd only wait a moment after her words, his midnight eyes focused only on her form as if lasers were beaming out from them. Almost as if he could see inside her. He'd stand again to approach her closer, standing nearly inches from her. His body was a monster compared to her small frame and he enjoyed his superior view. He'd reach out with his nose to touch her shoulder, if she would remain in her place, inhaling her scent in a very much creepy and chilling manor. If she stayed where her fear made her remain, his nose would gently drag across her back from shoulder to shoulder before releasing his invisible grip but remaining behind her left shoulder to a point she had to turn to face him. "I told you to relax darling, shouldn't be much to be afraid of out here." A maniacal grin behind her he wouldn't do much else. But everything would say he had the means to and that he wanted to. But just as she was struggling to keep her emotions frozen, he was trying his best to keep his own urges under control as well. Walk "Talk" Think

If she'd had a warrior's attitude she could have already fight off the male,but as she wasnt all she could do was to wait until he lists the interest in her.She didnt know what to do anything at all,she has been just a mere slave her whole life,and none put efforts with training her.And now that she was out of that world,she now paid the price for that.All she had was very basic hunting and scavenging skills,but of the two she always went for the second. She now felt him pasted in her frame, feeling his nose traveled across her small frame, without giving her the chance to say no.But she wished not to cause hostility from him,and thus she just let him do so, staying still and not daring to show her raising discomfort. "I told you to relax darling, shouldn't be much to be afraid of out here."  She dis tried to calm down her breath by closing her eyes and focusing on it instead of the male now above her. 'Of course,you are a huge wolf,of course nothing would be afraid...but what about someone as small as i?' She thought as she wasnt sure what to say or do,keeping her words to herself. "Speak"

Her silence was irritating to him. Her even breath as she tried to calm herself in an effort to obey was at least a little satisfying to him. But maybe he liked it better when they were prey to him. He had nothing to compare to, but he felt unsettled by her lack of what seemed like interest in the fact that he could just kill her in an instant. Instead she stood strong and silent. He would lift his paw quickly to try and place it just in between her shoulder blades and smash her to the ground. Enough force to make her uncomfortable but not enough to actually harm her. As long as she didn't struggle too much, it would be hard to escape his grip now, his large body would lean down on top of her to whisper in her ear, "Your lack of fear may have saved you this time." His voice happy and demonic, he'd hold her there if he could just to see if panic would arise from her or not. Whether or not she struggled or stayed still to take it, he'd let his heavy paw push off of her. He'd walk away without even a look back to her pathetic form. "Next time you might not be so lucky." He laughed menacingly, "Better hope it's not me." He most likely wouldn't be so merciful if he came across her again. And he hoped the next evil spirit wouldn't either. Sometimes these women needed to learn a lesson. His paws smashed the wildflowers in his wake as they did before meeting the tiny fae. The moon and ocean behind him, he thought little of any beauty surrounding him. But it would make him feel like his mother would be proud he was walking away. Even he felt pride from it. But he sure as hell didn't feel bad for his attempt in terrifying the girl. -Exit Kefka- (Unless stopped) Walk "Talk" Think