The second voice below gave Sabine pause. She hadn't realized someone else was down there. Honestly she was little miffed with herself that she'd missed them. How dare they lure and escape her notice. Meatbreath? Her nose twitched as she searched for the scent of the other speaker. The voice...the smell...it wasn't a wolf, was it? Well then, she wasn't at fault! She couldn't be expected to take notice of every little critter that crossed her path. How was she supposed to know which ones were just critters and which ones were conversationalists?
"Name's Sabine," she rumbled. "'Your Majesty' is also acceptable," she sniffed with feigned superiority, her expression haughty. Quickly she dropped the act and the amused smirk returned to her lips. "Tell me, Meatbreath and Tsiry, what brings you to these parts? There's not much up here." Sabine's view of the world was somewhat limited. The giantess looked at it in simple, need-based terms. What beauty the surrounding lands may have had was almost completely lost on her. With needs in mind the north wasn't the nicest of places to be.
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