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*Taurig* · 08-24-2013, 06:24 PM

Upon noticing his approach, the young babe was quick to pull herself to her paws, taking on a defensive stance. It was understandable that she would feel rather threatened by him, given the fact that he was like a giant compared to her and male of course. Those two combinations weren't exactly the kind to instill feelings of comfort and safety with a stranger. He tried his best to look as non-menacing as possible, keeping his massive crown held low, tail swinging between his hocks, ears folded back against his skull, icy eyes portraying a friendly look, a gentle smile curling inky lips. The young babe was a pretty little thing, cloaked in a pelt of alabaster, much more full of pigment compared to his father, her eyes dual shades of metallic and amethyst running over his grey-blue figure assessing him. He made no sign of disapproval, allowing the young girl to make her assessment of him, having already done his own.

Only when she felt comfortable enough to somewhat assume that he wasn't a threat did the youth throw out a question. Who are you? The most logical question to be expected. My name is Taurig, son of the King of Glaciem, up from the north. Who are you little miss? Ever the polite Knight, he threw the question back to the pearly babe, satisfied that he had introduced himself sufficiently enough.

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