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Kishan had relaxed, and the beauty spoke again, embarrassing him once more, but he didn't really mind. "Tell me, is that how they always greet strangers there? Or was that something special for me?" And then he noticed her bored frown, and decided to amuse her once more, and spotted something on her beautiful fur. He came forwards and licked it off, not caring that it tasted bad. He wagged his tail, and stared into her eyes. He felt sickened by a wave of......love, for this beautiful snow leopard. He needed to ask her name, though, and tell him hers, even his prince ranking. He smiled at her, then breathed to speak, suddenly very shy towards her. He spoke, and smiled and wagged his tail, hoping this leopard would like him.

"Something.....For.....You. Name.....Kishan.....Prince....Pack.....What....Yours?"