I am a Shadow on the Wall

He was a friendly guy, at least that's what Aralanne thought when he smiled. She felt less threatened now, her attention on the subject of his interesting fangs. It was definitely something that sparked her curiosity, her never ending thirst for knowledge driving her forward and sometimes even placing her in dangerous situations. When he suggested giving her a closer look, anyone with the right mind would be fearful. Especially if they were a much smaller and had little to none advantage compared to the behemoth of a man. However, curiosity killed the cat. She was absolutely buzzing at the notion, nodding excitedly like a pup. "May I?" Her features lit up, brows raising to emphasize. Without much of a wait, the blue she-wolf moved closer to break into the stranger's person space, shoving her face into his (as much as possible, considering their height difference) to inspect the long, sharp fangs. She cocks her head around, moving to get different angles and murmuring words of fascination every time.  "Wow.." she breathes "Astonishing! They really aren't fake!" She gazed up into his eyes, noticing for the first time the pale markings across his left eye. "Are you a warrior, sir?" The girl questions, reclining her haunches to sit back, fluffy tail curling around her feet. "I am asking because with those fangs.. you would have a great advantage in battle." Her ocean gaze shined at the thought: he was certainly built for battle, not only because of his fangs but overall. His size was perfect.