A deep cold began to consume the land as daylight handed over its warm filled position over to its colder, darker counterpart. What little rays of filtered orange light remained guiding Hexamora through the treacherous collection of bramble underbrush, one false step easily capable of sending the ivory woman for a late hour swim in the falls; that echoed in the distance, sure to chill her to the bones. Soon the sun will have set permanently behind the thin layer of clouds, enveloping the world in total darkness to make traveling near impossible. A disgruntled sigh at the notion of seeking a temporary shelter once again escapes the vixen's lips. At least her thick arctic pelage would aid in diverting some of the nightly chill.

Each paw was placed with precisional care as single pine green optic worked double time to make out the clearest path of travel in the gloom of dusk, her shadow no longer discernible from the rest that claimed the earth. Audits suddenly pivoted forward, embodiment freezing as a low chuff barely registered within hearing range, ivory tail curling over the length of her spine. Hex was definitely not going to bed down here for the night knowing a stranger lurked in the darkness. The small built woman didn't quite feel comfortable sharing this space, a decision to chase off the competition ringing as a fine idea, though. As swiftly as her limbs could safely allow she was off on the trail of this mystery wolf, the moisture building in the air discarding any scents possible of cluing her in on whom she may come face to face with.

There was no warning as a flash of ivory lept from the shadows toward the back of Nathaniel, teeth bared with the threat of seeking flesh and blood if their paws didn't get to moving. In her haste and ill-thought out plan, Hexamora had not taken the time to notice the maggot infested carcass below until it was too late. With a sickening squish her front limbs collided with the rotted flesh, sending her weight and the hoard of maggots forward with the force of her momentum. A yelp broke the air as her jaw met the solid surface of the ground, a wince apparent on her muzzle. Slowly her single functioning eye opened. At first the world was a blurry darkness, nothing a couple quick blinks couldn't fix. It was when the dark silhouette of Nathaniel came back into view that her stomach filled with a foudroyant feeling of leaded bricks likened to great embarrassment. Fuck.