The tide was out, leaving much of the damp beach open and exposed. Upon the sand lay the ebony figure of a woman, forelegs outstretched and her head resting gently atop them, letting the sun soak into her dark pelt and warm her from the outside in. It was the closest she got to comfort, though feeling the warmth of the sun was still nothing like feeling the warmth of her companion beside her.



Natalya needed a break from the search to clear her mind. When the scent of the sea caught in her nostrils, she followed it obediently and set herself to rest before it, facing the waters that she could not see. Every so often her ears flickered in recognition of the sound of waves and the occasionally jumping fish. She could feel the impact of the waves on the shore reverberate through the sand just like the creatures that burrowed beneath it. It wasn't often that she got to enjoy pleasures such as this, but when she did she reveled in them. If only Helios could be with her now...



With her thoughts she drifted off to sleep, a brief dream of home and the family she had momentarily left behind. The family, she reminded herself, she would be reunited with soon enough. The faint sound of footsteps would rouse her, leading her to raise her head and turn it in the direction of the noise, curious as to who and what approached.






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The beach was such a queer thing to one such as Ammon. Unfamiliar in it's texture and function he shambled on. Thick particles of sand sucked to his wide toes, clinging fervently to every nook and cranny. Onyx kissers mutilating into a frown of disdain that passed over quickly. Swiftly, the male turned his good eye to observe his surroundings. Within a few minutes he found himself encroaching upon the space around another soul. One who was dark in colour as he, he mused if her outside darkness infected her inside as his darkness did. A wicked flicker flashed in his eye for only a moment as he wandered forward. " Ciao, cara " Rich Italian tunes, floated smoothly through the air. The sought out to fall upon the woman's dark ears. The faintest hint of a devilishly handsome smirk upon his maw. " speech "

It was some time before the wolf approaching her spoke acknowledgement, but once he did she adjusted the position of her cranium and prayed that her unseeing eyes were focused on his face. From her place on the ground it was harder to tell than it would have been had she been standing, but she had faith in her abilities. She mentally thanked her mother for her teachings as the stranger spoke, understanding the words he spoke to be an Italian greeting. She smiled slightly and nodded in acknowledgement before rising to her feet when he came closer.



Hello, stranger. What is your business on the beach this day? Her voice was neutral, avoiding both friendliness and confrontation. While the beach was not her territory, she wished to know that this creature meant her no harm before engaging him. Without her family nearby, she was hesitant to get in a fight. She would not place herself in such a situation before her husband was at her side for encouragement she did not need, but desired.






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He was pleasantly or unpleasantly - he hadn't decided yet - surprised when he heard the female speak. Slightly intrigued that he would not have to be the one to start the conversation as if gave him more time to assess the female. A light nod was offered to show that he was listening as he let his good eye wander across the beach for only a moment before the turned back to bore into the vixen's soul. He moved slightly closer towards the doll, gentle though as not to frighten her off. As if she was a fair bird and he a feral cat. He studied her and came to the conclusion that something seemed off, he couldn't place a paw upon what it was but he just got a feeling. Swiftly, cranium jolted forward as he broke the space between them. Eye narrowed as he leaned in staring into her face and eyes. Only remaining for a brief second before snapping back to it's original position a distance away. " non preoccuparti cara, i was only wandering and you? " don't worry darling. tones were cold and frigid but they lack cruelty. ammon took the liberty of taking a seat while he spoke. he assessed that the female couldn't do much damage to him, or at least none that he could multiply in force. " speech "

The queen would stand unwavering as she felt the brute move closer to her, still keep enough distance for her to be comfortable. Natalya enjoyed her space - her invisible bubble could only be penetrated for the adoration of her family or in the heat of a battle. Those who came too close without her express permission tended to become the victims in fights they did not intend, which was usually a shock to those who knew of her blindness and took it for weakness.



Primarily, Natalya worried that this stranger would underestimate her based on her demeanor and appearance alone, as so many before had done. He did not seem hostile in the slightest yet though, so the vix would remain cool, continuing in her neutral way as she had begun. His mixture of Italian and English came forth in tones similar to her own and she couldn't help but feel intrigued by his calm and slight interest. Call it a vacation, I'm simply here to relax. May I inquire as to your name, stranger?






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