Tree house masters

The sound of her nails dragging across the rich bark must've been loud enough to conceal the males approach, because Sylvia did not realize she was no longer alone until his voice graced her ears. A grin pulled at the corners of her lips the moment she realized another male had entered her company. Just what the doctor ordered, she thought to herself amusingly. Slowly she would turn to look over her shoulder, a playful grin still on her face with one eye brow cocked above her violet orbs. "And I suppose a big burly man like yourself concurs trees often, hm?" She would hum, her amusement evident in her voice. As she scanned him from head to toe, she realized what a specimen this creature was, a true catch in deed. The ash grey male stood over her form, causing her head to be tilted ever so slightly up. However it was the deep red hues panted across his face and hind limbs that caught her attention. A color just beyond an earthly tone, beautiful and rare as if was, highlighted his facial features wonderfully, including the most fascinating aspect of the male; tusks.

Sylvia had witnessed her fair share of oddities in these lands, to the point where a wolf with elongated teeth wasn't startling her. But indeed it was a first for her, and the added characteristic caused her interest to peak, forcing the russet woman to climb down from the tree to face him fully. She took a slow step forward, cocking her head to the side as she flashed the man a coy smile. "Tell me, tree master, how would you go about carving your way through a tree this... massive." She drawled, nodding her head to the redwood beside her. In truth, she had hoped his answered involved something to do with those tusks. Sylvia so desperately wanted to see the man using them in action.