Now, if one were to tell Nyx that she would be following a male she had only known for a few hours on a quest for experience she would have blinked blankly at the bearer of such news, turned away, and walked off. Though that was precisely what had happened. She had met a strange male named Alastair, a male that confused her with his chuckles and statements that she was amusing, actually, he was the first male to ever confuse her. Most men she found moronic, often not giving them the time of day after the first few sentences left their mouths.
Alastair didn't have a category, probably why she stuck near him. If he was dumb she would have left him, if he was smart she would have spoken to him then left eventually. It seemed people with a set category bored her eventually. Alastair himself was just....if anything she could call him strange, though that didn't seem to just define him. He was...
She didn't know. Though she knew what her twin thought of him. He was unsuitable apparently for her presence. This was the first time Nyx had decided to do something without her twin. Though her choice of new experience was.... strange. They were searching for a.....platypus.
Yes. A Platypus. After a debate that had seemed to be the only thing Nyx had any care for it was decided that Alastair would bring her to one to prove to Nyx just how cute they were. Of all things to go on an adventure for (their first adventure, mind you) it just had to be something as equally strange as the red haired male she was trailing behind. Of course though, the strangeness of this entire meeting was what drew Nyx in the first place.
Eying the male, the vixen flipped hair from her eyes. They had been walking for awhile, hell, she didn't even know where she was. Somehow she trusted the male enough to get her safely to where they were supposed to be, besides she wasn't exactly a delicate vixen. Though she was starting to wonder where they were going....
