Say it with me

The orange tan male approached, Toxicity barely cast him a single glance. She was used to passing by others without a word. However, this mortal decided to come up to her and submit, letting out a weak greeting. Tox did a double take. Was he talking to her? She looked around and there didn't seem to be anyone else around. Maybe he didn't get the memo that she was the big bad heretic child the pack pretended didn't exist. "Hello to you, uh...?" She led her voice into a question. "Usually after hello, you give your name, don't you?"

She turned away then, not offering her name. She didn't start this interaction, after all. By his smell, Toxicity could tell he was a slave of some sort, but she wasn't sure who's slave he might be. He could be a spy for all she knew. "Do you... want something?"