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A voice, calling out to her as Vixey turned her head. It was another man. Her skin crawled as her ears fell back against her head, her body shrinking visibly as a tail wrapped around her midriff. No-she was not a native here, she'd just gotten here herself. How she still had not managed to figure out. Her back was against the tree, blinking as she shook her head quickly, finding that her voice had refused to work once again. Why was it always--wait. What was that?

She stepped forward, slowly cautiously, looking off into the trees. Holy shit. Was that a boat?! She'd heard of boats and how they had big sails and beautiful movements on the water. But there was no watter over there. Was it a land boat?! Her nose sniffed the air and she cocked her head, for a moment all fear of the person with black hair and metal smell gone. Curiosity had the better of her.

"Is that a boat?" She asked, voice dancing across the air across from them, tinkling like a melody of bells and musical notes that had no sign of fear unlike her body language.