Natasha's currently stretched out on a large flat rock, soaking up a spot of sun. She's in the woods - not too far in, but far enough that she's not likely to be stumbled across by someone who shouldn't see her, not before she hears them first. Like him, but she'd known it was no human crashing through the woods towards her. And as she's fond of doing in the day when the sun's up and she's tucked out of sight, she's in the form of a large black leopard, her tail faintly twitching atop the rock.

"Of course you shouldn't," she agrees with a playful huff of breath as she stretches warm fur and rolls her head towards him. "Where else would I be?"

Sunlight was for being lazy. She preferred to be active after dark.