And So We Meet

His narrow but well-built head tilted the other way as she gave her answer to his question. It was short, to the point, but he felt it left some mystery. She hadn't explained who she was, where she'd come from, or why she'd chosen Talis, but he supposed those were things he could still yet find out. That was, if this interaction called for such sharing of information. Currently, he was a little more interested in the physical aspects, and already he yearned for her to weave herself around him once more. So much so that his body almost ached. It was all rather thrilling, in a way he'd never experienced. So far, getting into fights and experimenting with mind-altering herbs and fermented fruits and berries had been his greatest thrills. But this had to be the most delightful of all.

A smug look crossed Ramsay's face when she quickly diverted her attention back to him, mentioning how she was rather impressed by his involvement in the upcoming raid. He was pleased by her observations about his physical condition - lately he'd been trying harder to keep in shape and push himself a little harder. Obviously he was doing it right. Her voice was ever-enticing, rich and smooth, and Ramsay was sure he felt a slight buzz as he swam in her praise and admiration. Perhaps it was too good to be true, but he was in no mood to push her away. His eyes never left her now, and he watched as she lowered her lashes, her golden eyes still fixed on him. He heard her ask for his name, but for a moment he remained silent, longing to get a little closer to her. Driven by his youthful hormones, he stepped slightly to his right, his shoulders rolling as he stepped toward her side just as she had done, moving to weave his way around her. His blonde fur lightly brushed against hers, his tail streaming out behind him though he kept it to himself, not wanting to seem overbearing. He wasn't sure what a woman liked, but he felt he should mostly let her take the lead - if she wanted more, then she would invite it.

For now, he moved all the way around until he was at her other side, placing himself beside her so that he was facing the same direction as she was. He left some space between them, turning his head just slightly so he could still look upon her elegant form. "The name's Ramsay Armada," he answered her at last, his voice lowering to a murmur now that he was next to her, "Delighted to meet you... could I have the pleasure of hearing yours?" He was all ears, wanting to hear her voice again, wanting to feel again the thrill it gave him when she spoke.