Stacey
Heysel yipped a thanks before removing herself from the clutches of the mail shirt and cuirass. She would let Shanalotte pet her before sitting down and then reverting back to her human body,now dressed only in an Aketon. "Did you like? I use it as a fancy way to get noblewomen to undress and leave their purses unattended but it's also good for avoid city guards, hiding the likes."
Harold
*Shanalotte watched her, nodding, rather impressed. She hadn't thought of such a clever use of magic, to do something like that, before.*

"I bet it is, if you're willing to abandon armor, of course. But, wow... That's clever."
Stacey
"Thank you, I taught it to myself since I took the Fox as my symbol." Heysel scooted closer to Shanalotte and put her hand next to the elf womans, not fully touching but enough that their pinkies would graze. "You know, I'm quite glad I met you, if I hadn't I'd be sleeping on Irons back which is less than comfortable."
Harold
*She watched the Macen, and blushed when their pinkies grazed. She took in a deep breath, calming herself, as she smiled.*

"The Foxy knight then, I suspect is your self-proclaimed title? And I can imagine is no royal bedchamber on your ox."
Stacey
Heysel snickered at that, Foxy. "Oh I wish, I may be a little too plump to be the Foxy Knight do for now it's just Fox but thank you for the compliment." 

Heysel moved her hand again, this time covering Shana's with her own and gently squeezing it.
Harold
*Shanalotte hesitated the moment her hand was squeezed, and she took in a deep breath. She looked at Heysel, smiling faintly. Then, she spoke, feeling her confidence return.*

"Oh, you'll be quite fine as is. But no problem, for the compliment for the beautiful woman."
Stacey
Heysel felt her face heat up and turned away for a second before looking back at Shanalotte. "You're more of a silver tongue than I thought, I'll have to be careful around you!" Heysel punctuated her last word with a laugh and then leaned into Shanalotte. As far as first meetings went, this one went quite well to her.
Harold
*Shanalotte smiled, setting a hand on Heysel's shoulder, pulling her a little close with a faint grin, upon being called a silver tongue.*

"Well, perhaps you will need to be careful around me."

*She joked, giggling faintly. She was certainly happy over this meet-up, for sure.*
Stacey
Heysel had both arms around Shanalotte and she enjoyed the cuddling by a fire even if they met only a few hours ago. She felt something to the woman and she was the type to wear her heart on her sleeve. She lifted her head from it's rested position and moved one to Shana's face, going to pull her head in and try to kiss her.
Harold
*Shanalotte blushed heavily, watching Heysel's face slowly approach. She ran a few scenarios in her head, hesitating before slowly moving to meet her for the kiss, closing her eyes. She felt... So calm, now in those moments.*
Stacey
Heysel let her body take over and when she broke the kiss, pressed her forehead to Shanalotte's, breathing softly. Her eyes went to meet the elves and she then gave her another quick peck on the lips, letting it linger almost a second too long. Then fluffing a blanket roll for a pillow and placing one next to her for Shanalotte. "We should. . . Rest."

Knowing that the night was only going to get longer, because the amount of tension would prevent sleep, she layed thick quilts down as a mattress and put a small tent over them.
Harold
*She took in a breath, sighing happily, as she relaxed more by the second. She felt at peace, in those moments, and she smiled, laying back.*

"Rest... Yeah, that sounds nice."

*She agreed, closing her eyes, yawning faintly.*
Stacey
Heysel laid next to her. . . Companion and pulled a thin blanket over them, the tent had an open front blocked by flaps but the night could get cold and so she held Shanalotte just in case. "Night, love."