Isoke had not realized how exhausted the day's training had left his body until the sensation of being observed roused him from the threshold between consciousness and sleep.  His eyes remained shut for the few moments for his thoughts to recover from the pending slumber, even though the sun's warmth slowed the process beckoning  him to rest.  One thing he learned through experience was that It wasn't above his evaluators to surprise him with a test during moments when his guard was down.  There had been times where a mock assassination attempt was arranged where a facility member wielding an object emulating a knife.  The next day's tests would intentionally be altered to a significantly increased level of difficulty should the fox fail to disarm his would-be 'killer'.<br/><br/>For several moments, Isoke took in whatever information his non-sight based senses could gather.  Neither his keen hearing or acute sense of smell alerted him to an individual in his immediate area.  If they were close enough to strike, he would have had no trouble hearing the footsteps on the lush grass, even if they had been approaching downwind to hinder the effectiveness of his nose.  Left with no other alternative, Isoke's eyes shot open, muscles tense and ready to react though he hardly stirred from his supine position apart from his head angling up and eyes darting around his immediate area.  Whatever had been giving him the sensation of being observed, it wasn't nearby so most likely wouldn't be a test.  He assumed it had been an overly attentive tower guard.  Isoke arched his back, arms reaching far above his head in long stretch upon the grass before sitting up with legs crossed.  His maw opened wide in a deep yawn before he lazily looked around the courtyard.  He blinked, slightly tilting his head in curiosity when he spotted the unnaturally blue coat of the canine who had traded glances with him in the cafeteria.<br/><br/>And once again, her attention was directed at him, though this time she was alone.<br/><br/>A warm smile spread across his muzzle as he waved toward her and patted the ground next to him in an inviting gesture.  Isoke could see her hesitate for a moment before overcoming her bashfulness to join him.  He couldn't help but notice the way her hips swayed as she approached, whether it was intentional or subconscious it was all too alluring to the male fox.  "Hello."  Isoke said with a playful grin once she was close enough to hear him speak in a normal tone.  "If we're going to make it a habit of ogling each other, we might as well know the name of who we are looking at.  The name is Isoke, mind if I have yours?"