a trip down memory lane

A large man soon came into view. Light on top fading into  darkness below. He was a handsome beast, that was for certain. Forepaws pressed into the ground, bringing the woman into a seated position. It wouldn't do to meet someone in such a leisurely pose. Especially since she didn't know yet if he was friend or foe. Should he attack, it would be much harder to escape if she was laying down.

Low tones met onyx ears and Iolaire gave a gentle shake of her skull, replying in her own accented tones. "No need to apologize." He seemed a little upset at their meeting as his ears tucked against his skull momentarily. Perhaps he was simply shy. Or maybe he didn't wish to speak. Either way was fine with her. She could do silent.

Head canted slightly and one silver brow raised as she posed her query. "Would you like to join me for lunch?" She had herb soaked dried oxen strips in her pack. She always brought them when traveling and she always brought extra just in case she  crossed paths with company.