Luna is awake and alert as Wynn returns to camp, having been keeping a lookout against both nocturnal predators and a possibly-dimming message rock.

"Fox is done?"

"Half done... Daisy's going to come outside the walls tomorrow and I'm going to bring her somewhere she can plant some seeds. It's not safe for most people in the wild. And maybe to the flowers that had her before. That's what I promised." She sighs. "And then back, if she wants. But I ran into some weird tentacle animal and it got away with kidnapping someone! I feel so stupid, I couldn't stop it without hurting her..." Sigh.

Luna considers this. The whole flower-planting mission seems a little strange to her, but humans and humanish foxes seem to do strange things? The last part seems relevant, though.

"Does Luna need to kill a bad thing?"

"I- Maybe? I don't think you need to kill it, just get the person it took back. Though... She might not be happy to come back. No, she probably would. It'd be complicated. It was purple and it did this flickering thing, it looked like it was a little bit away from where it actually was, do you know about those, are they bad?"

"Purple flickery thing? Has tentacle hair? Luna saw once. Is strong predator."

Luna pauses for a bit, before adding, "Would be good mate, make strong kittens."

"I mean- I'm not sure it works that way? Well, maybe it does, this whole place runs on sex logic... And it was kind of hot in an alien sort of way, or maybe I'm just being a pervert and oh my god I can't believe I'm actually talking about this." She blushes deeply.

"Luna can make kittens with purple thing! Not Luna's time when saw last. Maybe later?"

Luna crawls a bit closer and takes a deep sniff.

"Is Fox's time now! Could try?"

"Eugh no, God no. No way, Jose! I don't wanna be pregnant. Maybe ever! Especially with some kind of weird sex monster."

Luna nods.

"That is fine. Fox can find a strong mate when ready."

"Not gonna happen! Not any time soon anyway. Besides, I got a magic power where I can turn fertility off. So I did."

Not that Daisy wasn't totally blissed out when that plant had her so securely. Surely just a little bit wouldn't hurt? And it'd be so warm and contenting to be pregnant, the oppressive, insistent warmth and tingling tells her. It'd scratch the itch. She probably wouldn't have to actually take care of 'em, especially if it's just some fuckplant's seeds, plant and walk away-

-No no no no. "No no no no no no. Keeping it off. Also fuck knows if something worse'd happen. Gawd. First time's gotta be normal. I guess I can be weird around you Luna, you don't know what normal even is but augh."

Luna casually crawls around Wynn, rubbing up against her in a way that would be rather more cute and comforting coming from a small furry cat than a an attractive nude woman. She looks up at Wynn from an ideal head-scritching position.

"This is wild place, not human place. Live. Thrive. Fight. Fuck. That is normal here. That is what wild woman said to Luna. Fox smells like wild woman. Did wild woman also say this to Fox? Or did Fox not hear when she said?"

Sigh. If she shuts her eyes she can ignore the fact that Luna is naked. Mostly. And pat her on the head gently.

"If she did, I don't know about it. I had a dream where she said 'stop thinking about it, you hate that guy just kill him'. But, like... Human stuff. There's lots of that, there are lots of rules about what is good or not. And I don't wanna give that up?"

Luna leans slightly into the patting.

"Fox is strong! Can choose any way. If want to fuck, fuck. If want to kill, kill. If not want, do not. If others want Fox to do thing that not want, do not. Else is bad and wrong."

...Siiiigh. "What about the weak ones? They don't get to do what they want. They get collars and people who'll hurt them if they don't obey. I wanna help those people. And - You can want something but also not want it. Oh, I should just shut up and poke at the collar runes a bit more... Or try to sleep..."

Luna flinches a little at the mention of the collar, and moves away a bit.

"If weak, try harder! Or run and hide. If can't survive on own, can't decide. Maybe get eaten."

She pauses a bit, before adding, "Some people are pets. Stay with strong person, can't hunt for self. Is okay for kittens, but bad when get big! If Fox want to help pets, should keep. Worse for pets when strong person gone and left alone."

"I think... Everyone is kind of a pet, sometimes, in some ways. That's why we live all together." She yawns.

That's a pretty surprising idea! Luna has to think about that one for a bit.

"Nice to stay with someone for awhile, sometimes. Luna doesn't have to, though. If able to live alone, can also live together. If not able to live alone, no choice, can be kept or hurt or eaten. Very bad! Is wild woman's point, Luna thinks?"

Wynn's yawn was contagious! Luna yawns herself, then stretches out and flops onto the ground, in a way that looks like it ought to be rather uncomfortable, but without actually seeming to be uncomfortable.

"Mm. Bedtime either way..."

She has a blanket from the picnic basket, at least, which she has fashioned into a makeshift sleeping bag. Her leather bag is her pillow.

Zzzzzzzz.

She wakes at dawn, planning to go wait for Daisy and wishing she had coffee.

Luna doesn't exactly dream since coming here; her dreams are special, and a dream within a dream would be a different story entirely. But her instincts do stir, and certain feelings develop from that...

When Wynn awakens, she finds Luna bent into an improbable position, licking herself rather intimately.

!

...Okay, she did not need to see that. Luna has a pretty pussy. She can just pretend she didn't see that. Also, Luna doesn't get it. Ignore it. Nothing to do with her.

She scuttles out with her grimoire and goes on a brisk walk and washes her face with conjured water and tries to focus back on the stupidly intricate collar mechanisms and a key to unlock it. 

Wynn's efforts to focus on something else are slightly complicated by one simple fact:

Luna's pretty loud!

She'll-

-Find a secluded spot in the semi-wild forest they're in and take care of herself, then. Lying on her back and gently using one hand down there, the other playing with her nipples. God knows she's horny enough, fuckdamnit.

There are places that are safer and less-safe for this, but so long as Wynn avoids getting within a few meters of a particularly suspicious-looking bush, she should be fine. In fact, it's a very mild warning; she'd probably be safe even if she ignored it, so long as she doesn't mind losing a couple hours.

Screw it, it's not like it's hard for her to make a mini-cave. And the sense of privacy helps a lot. So she just uses Earth magic to make another quick dugout. Takes two minutes, tops.